In morality, man treats himself not as individuum but as dividuum.
Warfare is the father of all good things, it is also the father of good prose!
Pardon me, my friends, I have ventured to paint my happiness on the wall.
What is evil?-Whatever springs from weakness.
One who is always deeply involved in what he is doing is above all embarrassment.
A noble soul is not the one that can manage the highest flights but the one that rises very little and falls very little but always dwells in a free, resplendent atmosphere and altitude.