Warfare is the father of all good things, it is also the father of good prose!

What I understand by "philosopher": a terrible explosive in the presence of which everything is in danger.

The beating of drums, which delights young writers who serve a party, sounds to him who does not belong to the party line like a rattling of chains, and excites sympathy rather than admiration.

Strength is the morality of the man who stands out from the rest, and it is mine.

Those who show pity and are always ready to help during times of trouble are seldom the same ones who rejoice in our joy: when others are happy they have nothing to do, they become superfluous and lose their feeling of superiority, and so they easily show their displeasure.

The bad gains respect through imitation, the good loses it especially in art.

Love, too, has to be learned.