I love all who are like heavy drops falling one by one out of the dark cloud that lowereth over man: they herald the coming of the lightning, and succumb as heralds.

To live alone one must be a beast or a god, says Aristotle. Leaving out the third case: one must be both - a philosopher.

I am no man, I am dynamite.

Fathers have a lot to do to make up for having sons.

Only ideas won by walking have any value.

Just look at the faces of the great Christians! They are the faces of great haters.

I too have been in the underworld, as was Odysseus, and I will often be there again; not only sheep have I sacrificed so as to beable to speak with a few dead souls, but neither have I spared my own blood as well.