We have to be careful that in throwing out the devil, we don't throw out the best part of ourselves.

At heart I am a warrior.

Why does man not see things? He is himself standing in the way: he conceals things.

Books for all the world are always foul-smelling books: the smell of small people clings to them.

The State is the coldest of all cold monsters.

There exists above the "productive" man a yet higher species.

When one speaks of humanity, the idea is fundamental that this is something which separates and distinguishes man from nature. In reality, however, there is no such separation: "natural" qualities and those called truly "human" are inseparably grown together. Man, in his highest and noblest capacities, is wholly nature and embodies its uncanny dual character. Those of his abilities which are terrifying and considered inhuman may even be the fertile soil out of which alone all humanity can grow in impulse, deed, and work.