To live is to suffer, to survive is to find some meaning in the suffering.

What else is love but understanding and rejoicing in the fact that another person lives acts and experiences otherwise than we do?

If we have our own why of life, we shall get along with almost any how. Man does not strive for pleasure; only the Englishman does.

One receives as reward for much ennui, despondency, boredom -such as a solitude without friends, books, duties, passions must bring with it -those quarter-hours of profoundest contemplation within oneself and nature. He who completely entrenches himself against boredom also entrenches himself against himself: he will never get to drink the strongest refreshing draught from his own innermost fountain.

Extreme positions are not succeeded by moderate ones but by extreme positions of the opposite kind.

There is always a certain noise in applause: even in the applause we give ourselves.

It is not to everyone's taste that truth should be pronounced pleasant. But at least let no one believe that error becomes truth when it is pronounced unpleasant.