The surest sign that two people no longer speak the same language is that both say ironic things to one another but that neither senses the irony.

The humanity of famous intellectuals lies in being wrong with gracious courtesy when dealing with those who are not famous.

I am Zarathustra the Godless: where shall I find my equal? All those who give themselves their own will and renounce all submission, they are my equals.

There are expressions and bulls-eyes of the spirit, there are epigrams, a little handful of words, in which a whole culture, a whole society is suddenly crystallized.

I need solitude, which is to say, recovery, return to my self, the breath of a free, light, playful air.

Only in war are you holy, and when you are robbers and cruel.

Love and hatred are not blind, but are blinded by the fire they bear within themselves.