I love him whose soul is lavish, who wanteth no thanks and doth not give back: for he always bestoweth, and desireth not to keep for himself.

Without music, life would be a mistake... I would only believe in a God who knew how to dance.

Whoever possesses the will to suffering within himself has a different attitude towards cruelty: he does not regard it as inherently harmful and bad.

It is not doubt,is certitude that drives you mad.

Every fact and every work exercises a fresh persuasion over every age and every new species of man. History always enunciates new truths.

Everything good is the transmutation of something evil: every god has a devil for a father.

Since men do not really respect anything unless it was established long ago and has developed slowly over time, those who want tokeep on living after their death must take worry not only about their future generations but even more about their past: that is why tyrants of all kinds (including tyrannical artists and politicians) like to do violence to history, so that it will appear as a preparation and stepladder to themselves.