Many deeds are done so as to forget another deed: there are also opiate activities. I exist so that another will be forgotten.

Inaction, letting be, neither creating nor destroying--that is my evil. And also the knower as one without desire.

An important species of pleasure, and therewith the source of morality, arises out of habit.

All preachers of morality, as also all theologians have a bad habit in common: all of them try to persuade man that he is very ill, and that a severe, final, radical cure is necessary.

The scaffolding must be removed once the house is built.

You look up when you wish to be exalted. And I look down because I am exalted.

How much rationality and higher protection there is in such self-deception, and how much falseness I still require in order to allow myself again and again the luxury of my sincerity.