We pay dearly for immortality: we die for it more than once during our lifetimes.

whatever is profound loves masks; what is most profound even hates image and parable.

Love matches, so called, have illusion for their father and need for their mother.

The weak and the botched shall perish: first principle of our charity.

One can promise actions, but not feelings, for the latter are involuntary. He who promises to love forever or hate forever or be forever faithful to someone is promising something that is not in his power.

In every form of womanly love something of motherly love also comes to light.

Those with certain temperaments find no way to endure themselves except by striving towards going under.