Women and egoistic artists entertain a feeling towards science that is something composed of envy and sentimentality.

All words are prejudices.

Even today a crude sort of persecution is all that is required to create an honorable name for any sect, no matter how indifferent in itself.

The bite of conscience is indecent.

We do not by any means think it desirable that the kingdom of righteousness and peace should be established on earth (because under any circumstances it would be the kingdom of the profoundest mediocrity and Chinaism); we rejoice in all men, who like ourselves love danger, war and adventure, who do not make compromises, nor let themselves be captured, conciliated and stunted; we count ourselves among the conquerors; we ponder over the need of a new order of things, even of a new slavery for every strengthening and elevation of the type "man" also involves a new form of slavery.

The consequences of our actions take hold of us, quite indifferent to our claim that meanwhile we have 'improved.

The best of all things is something entirely outside your grasp: not to be born, not to be, to be nothing. But the second-best thing for you - is to die soon.