I love him who chasteneth his God, because he loveth his God: for he must succumb through the wrath of his God.

That for which we find words is something already dead in our hearts.

Woman is essentially unpeaceful, like the cat, however well she may have trained herself to present an appearance of peace.

It is the business of the very few to be independent; it is a privilege of the strong.

At times, our strengths propel us so far forward we can no longer endure our weaknesses and perish from them.

A book full of brilliance imparts some of it even to its opponents.

I love those who do not first seek a reason beyond the stars for going down and being sacrifices, but sacrifice themselves to the earth, that the earth of the Superman may hereafter arrive.