[Heraclitus had] pride not in logical knowledge but rather in intuitive grasping of the truth.

If you are too weak to give yourselves your own law, then a tyrant shall lay his yoke upon you and say: "Obey! Clench your teeth and obey!" And all good and evil shall be drowned in obedience to him.

Perhaps I know best why it is man alone who laughs; he alone suffers so deeply that he had to invent laughter.

What really makes one indignant about suffering isn't the thing itself but the senselessness of it.

We cannot even reproduce our thoughts entirely in words.

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

Was that life? Well then, once more!