We should turn our death into a celebration, even if only out of a malice towards life: towards the woman who wants to leave--us!

One should not understand this compulsion to construct concepts, species, forms, purposes, laws ('a world of identical cases') as if they enabled us to fix the real world; but as a compulsion to arrange a world for ourselves in which our existence is made possible:-we thereby create a world which is calculable, simplified, comprehensible, etc., for us.

The unselective knowledge drive resembles the indiscriminate sexual drive--signs of vulgarity!

Enjoyment and innocence are the most bashful things: both do not want to be sought.

When you stare into an abyss for a long time, the abyss also stares into you.

The task is not to overcome opponents in general but only those opponents against whom one has to summon all one's strength, one's skill and one's swordsmanship-in fact to master opponents who are one's equals.

The poet presents his thoughts festively, on the carriage of rhythm: usually because they could not walk.