My solitude doesn’t depend on the presence or absence of people; on the contrary, I hate who steals my solitude without, in exchange, offering me true company.

as though "the Truth" were such an innocent and incompetent creature as to require protectors!

I am not a human being, I am dynamite.

Great men's errors are to be venerated as more fruitful than little men's truths.

To escape boredom, man works either beyond what his usual needs require, or else he invents play, that is, work that is designed to quiet no need other than that for working in general.

A thought comes when it will, not when I will.

When Zarathustra was alone . . . he said to his heart: "Could it be possible! This old saint in the forest hath not yet heard of it, that God is dead!"