For the woman, the man is a means: the end is always the child.

When I seek another word for 'music', I never find any other word than 'Venice'

What a person is begins to betray itself when his talent weakens--when he stops showing what he can do. Talent, too, is ornamentation, and ornamentation, too, is a hiding place.

I notice that Autumn is more the season of the soul than of nature.

Wherever I found a living creature, there I found the will to power.

You say a good cause justifies any war; but I say a good war justifies any cause.

If you look long enough into the void, the void begins to look back through you.