There is perhaps nothing so admirable in Christianity and Buddhism as their art of teaching even the lowest to elevate themselves by piety to a seemingly higher order of things, and thereby to retain their satisfaction with the actual world in which they find it difficult enough to live - this very difficulty being necessary.

And once you are awake, you shall remain awake eternally.

Love forgives the lover even his lust.

In the mountains of truth, you never climb in vain.

A refined soul is distressed to know that someone owes it thanks; a crude soul, to know that it owes someone thanks.

That little hypocrites and half-crazed people dare to imagine that on their account the laws of nature are constantly broken; such an enhancement of every kind of selfishness to infinity, to impudence, cannot be branded with sufficient contempt. And yet Christianity owes its triumph to this pitiable flattery of personal vanity.

What does not destroy me, makes me stronger.