We attack not only to hurt someone, to defeat him, but perhaps also simply to become conscious of our own strength.

The man who does not wish to be one of the mass only needs to cease to be easy on himself.

Become who you are. Make what only you can make.

Everyone becomes brave when he observes one who despairs.

Behold! I am weary of my wisdom, like the bee that has gathered too much honey; I need hands outstretched to take it from me. I wish to spread it and bestow it, until the wise have once more become joyous in their folly, and the poor happy in their riches.

A little poison now and then: that makes for pleasant dreams. And a lot of poison at the end, for a pleasant death.

You know a moment is important when it is making your mind go numb with beauty.