Whoever has not two-thirds of his time to himself, is a slave.

That the world is not the embodiment of an eternal rationality can be conclusively proved by the fact that the piece of the worldthat we know--I mean our human reason--is not so very rational. And if it is not eternally and completely wise and rational, then the rest of the world will not be either; here the conclusion a minori ad majus, a parte ad totum applies, and does so with decisive force.

He who knows not how to plant his will in things at least endows them with some meaning: that is to say, he believes that a will is already present in them (A principle of faith.)

Loving and perishing: it's been a rhyme all these eternities. The will to love: that is, also being willing to die.

Will, pure will, without the troubles and complexities of intellect - how happy! how free!

We have to be careful that in throwing out the devil, we don't throw out the best part of ourselves.

A strong and well-constituted man digests his experiences (deeds and misdeeds all included) just as he digests his meats, even when he has some tough morsels to swallow.