Out of a brotherly love we occasionally embrace this or that somebody (because we cannot embrace everybody): but we must never letour somebody know it.

There is a rollicking kindness that looks like malice.

Life is that which must overcome itself again and again

Narrow souls I cannot abide; There's almost no good or evil inside

The doer is merely a fiction added to the deed ? the deed is everything.

Do ask yourself why you, the individual, exist, and if you can get no other answer try for once to justify the meaning of your existence as it were a posteriori by setting before yourself an aim, a goal, a 'to this end', an exalted and noble 'to this end'.

Every step forward is made at the cost of mental and physical pain to someone.