Your soul will be dead even before your body: fear nothing further.

Man alone suffers so excruciatingly in the world that he was compelled to invent laughter.

Verily, I do not want to be like the ropemakers: They drag out their threads and always walk backwards.

About what we neither know nor feel precisely while awake-whether we have a good or a bad conscience toward a certain person-our dreams instruct us fully and unambiguously.

Even the most beautiful scenery is no longer assured of our love after we have lived in it for three months, and some distant coast attracts our avarice: possessions are generally diminished by possession.

If virtue goes to sleep, it will be more vigorous when it awakes.

All that philosophers have handled for millennia has been conceptual mummies; nothing actual has ever escaped from their hands alive.