Every habit makes our hand more witty and our wit less handy.

I am not a man, I am dynamite!

For out of fear and need each religion is born, creeping into existence on the byways or reason.

Whoever thought that he had understood something of me had merely construed something out of me, after his own image.

Indeed, at hearing the news that 'the old god is dead', we philosophers and 'free spirits' feel illuminated by a new dawn; our heart overflows with gratitude, amazement, forebodings, expectation - finally the horizon seems clear again, even if not bright; finally our ships may set out again, set out to face any danger; every daring of the lover of knowledge is allowed again; the sea, our sea, lies open again; maybe there has never been such an 'open sea'.

Nothing ever succeeds which exuberant spirits have not helped to produce.

Once we have found ourselves, we must understand how from time to time to lose--and then to find--ourselves once again: assuming,that is, that we are thinkers. For a thinker it is a drawback to be bound to a single person all the time.