And so, onwards... along a path of wisdom, with a hearty tread, a hearty confidence.. however you may be, be your own source of experience. Throw off your discontent about your nature. Forgive yourself your own self. You have it in your power to merge everything you have lived through- false starts, errors, delusions, passions, your loves and your hopes- into your goal, with nothing left over.

Pitch-black winter nights live in my bones.

The scaffolding must be removed once the house is built.

We love life, not because we are used to living but because we are used to loving.

Socrates condemned art because he preferred philosophy and only after much internal struggle did Plato accept this judgment.

Wherever progress is to ensue, deviating natures are of greatest importance.

Whoever possesses the will to suffering within himself has a different attitude towards cruelty: he does not regard it as inherently harmful and bad.