I am affected, not because you have deceived me, but because I can no longer believe in you.

Every word is a preconceived judgment.

The beast in us must be[78] wheedled: ethic is necessary, that we may not be torn to pieces.

On the heights it is warmer than people in the valley suppose, especially in winter. The thinker recognizes the full import of this simile.

It is hard enough to remember my opinions, without also remembering my reasons for them!

Those who are failures from the start, downtrodden, crushed -- it is they, the weakest, who must undermine life among men, who call into question and poison most dangerously our trust in life, in man, and in ourselves.

Is it better to out-monster the monster or to be quietly devoured?