But every soil becomes finally exhausted, and the ploughshare of evil must always come once more.

To explore the whole sphere of the modern soul, to have sat in every nook- my ambition, my torture, and my happiness

The body is a big sagacity, a plurality with one sense, a war and a peace, a flock and a shepherd.

The snake that cannot shed its skin perishes.

Man is more sensitive to the contempt of others than to self-contempt.

All modern philosophizing is political, policed by governments, churches, academics, custom, fashion, and human cowardice, all off which limit it to a fake learnedness.

Faith: not wanting to know what is true.