Perhaps no one as yet has been truthful enough about what "truthfulness" is.

The vain.- We are like shop windows in which we are continually arranging, concealing or illuminating the supposed qualities other ascribe to us - in order to deceive ourselves.

There is in general good reason to suppose that in several respects the gods could all benefit from instruction by us human beings. We humans are - more humane.

When we are tired, we are attacked by ideas we conquered long ago.

What we do in dreams we also do when we are awake: we invent and fabricate the person with whom we associate - and immediately forget we have done so.

One must first be firmly set in oneself, one must stand securely on one's own two legs otherwise one cannot love at all.

Triumph depends on a roll of Fate's dice; the ultimate prize is a place in Heaven.