It says nothing against the ripeness of a spirit that it has a few worms.

The rights which a man arrogates to himself are relative to the duties which he sets himself, and to the tasks which he feels capable of performing.

The better the state is established, the fainter is humanity. To make the individual uncomfortable, that is my task.

He who denies his own vanity usually possesses it in so brutal a form that he instinctively shuts his eyes to avoid the necessity of despising himself.

The grand style arises when beauty wins a victory over the monstrous.

What do I care about the purring of one who cannot love, like the cat?

I love those who do not first seek a reason beyond the stars for going down and being sacrifices, but sacrifice themselves to the earth, that the earth of the Superman may hereafter arrive.