It was the sick and decaying who despised the body and earth and invented the heavenly realm and the redemptive drops of blood: but they took even these sweet and gloomy poisons from body and earth. They wanted to escape their own misery, and the stars were too far for them.

To use the same words is not a sufficient guarantee of understanding; one must use the same words for the same genus of inward experience; ultimately one must have one's experiences in common.

Men submit from habit to everything that seeks power.

We are in the greatest danger of being run over when we have just gotten out of the way of a carriage.

We are terrified by the idea of being terrified.

We must remain as close to the flowers, the grass, and the butterflies as the child is who is not yet so much taller than they are.

Behind all their personal vanity, women themselves always have an impersonal contempt for woman.