Liberalism is the transformation of mankind into cattle.

A real fox calls sour not only those grapes that he cannot reach but also those that he has reached and taken away from others.

And this do I call immaculate perception of all things: to want nothing else from them, but to be allowed to lie before them as a mirror with a hundred facets.

Necessity is not an established fact, but an interpretation.

It is not in how one soul approaches another but in how it withdraws that I knowr its affinity and solidarity with the other.

I have forgotten my umbrella.

Can an ass be tragic?--To perish under a burden that one can neither bear nor cast off? The case of the philosopher.