Human existence basically isโโa never to be completed imperfect tense.
At the very moment when someone is beginning to take philosophy seriously, the whole world believes the opposite.
Enjoy life. This is not a dress rehearsal.
A soul which knows that it is loved, but does not itself love, betrays its sediment: its dregs come up.
One has renounced the great life when one renounces war.
So long as men praise you, you can only be sure that you are not yet on your own true path but on someone else's.