We are praised or blamed, as the one or the other may be expedient, for displaying to advantage our power of discernment.

The tragedy is that we cannot believe the dogmas of religion and metaphysics if we have the strict methods of truth in heart and head, but on the other hand, we have become through the development of humanity so tenderly suffering that we need the highest kind of means of salvation and consolation: whence arises the danger that man may bleed to death through the truth that he realises.

How far is truth susceptible of embodiment? That is the question, that is the experiment.

Resistance - that is the distinction of the slave. Let your distinction be obedience. Let your commanding itself be obeying!

Death. The certain prospect of death could sweeten every life with a precious and fragrant drop of levity- and now you strange apothecary souls have turned it into an ill-tasting drop of poison that makes the whole of life repulsive.

The relatives of a suicide hold it against him that out of consideration for their reputation he did not remain alive.

And if ye cannot be saints of knowledge, then, I pray you, be at least its warriors. They are the companions and forerunners of such saintship.