The trodden worm curls up. This testifies to its caution. It thus reduces its chances of being trodden upon again. In the language of morality: Humility.

In morality, man treats himself not as individuum but as dividuum.

I change too quickly: my today refutes my yesterday. When I ascend I often jump over steps, and no step forgives me that.

Real dancers are the ones who can hear the music in their soul.

One thing a man must have: either a naturally light disposition or a disposition lightened by art and knowledge.

Those are my enemies: they want to overthrow and to construct nothing themselves. They say: "All that is worthless"--and want to create no value themselves.

When art dresses itself in the most worn-out material it is most easily recognized as art.