The hour-hand of life.

Jesus died too soon. If he had lived to my age he would have repudiated his doctrine.

Everyone who has ever built anywhere a "new heaven" first found the power thereto in his own hell.

Concerning great things one should either be silent or speak loftily.

One man runs to his neighbor because he is looking for himself, and another because he wants to loose himself. Your bad love of yourselves makes solitude a prison for you.

Read from a distant star, the majuscule script of our earthly existence would perhaps lead to the conclusion that the earth was the distinctively ascetic planet, a nook of disgruntled, arrogant creatures filled with a profound disgust with themselves, at the earth, at all life, who inflict as much pain on themselves as they possibly can out of pleasure in inflicting pain which is probably their only pleasure.

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