Nothing on earth consumes a man more quickly than the passion of resentment.

I am the leading strings of the ego and the prompter of its concepts.

Pity aims just as little at the pleasure of others as malice at the pain of others Per-Se.

I fly in dreams, I know it is my privilege, I do not recall a single situation in dreams when I was unable to fly. To execute every sort of curve and angle with a light impulse, a flying mathematics - that is so distinct a happiness that it has permanently suffused my basic sense of happiness.

But thus I counsel you, my friends: Mistrust all in whom the impulse to punish is powerful. They are people of a low sort and stock; the hangmen and the bloodhound look out of their faces. Mistrust all who talk much of their justice! Verily, their souls lack more than honey. And when they call themselves the good and the just, do not forget that they would be pharisees, if only they had-power.

The happiness of man is: I will. The happiness of woman is: he wills.

Away from God and gods did this will lure me: what would there be to create if gods existed?