Full is the earth of the superfluous; marred is life by the many-too-many. May they be decoyed out of this life by the "life eternal"!

Words are but symbols for the relations of things to one another and to us; nowhere do they touch upon absolute truth.

Never to read another book that was born and baptized (with ink) at the same time.

An attack on the roots of passion means an attack on the roots of life.

A moral system valid for all is basically immoral.

There is such a thing as a hatred of lies and dissimulation, which is the outcome of a delicate sense of humor; there is also the selfsame hatred but as the result of cowardice, in so far as falsehood is forbidden by Divine law. Too cowardly to lie.

Such men alone are my readers, my proper readers, my preordained readers. Of what account are the rest? The rest are simply... humanity. One must be superior to humanity in power, in loftiness of soul- in contempt.