To him who looks at the world rationally the world looks rationally back.

Nothing great has been and nothing great can be accomplished without passion. It is only a dead, too often, indeed, a hypocriticalmoralizing which inveighs against the form of passion as such.

The sole work and deed of universal freedom is therefore death, a death too which has no inner significance or filling, for what is negated is the empty point of the absolutely free self. It is thus the coldest and meanest of all deaths, with no more significance than cutting off a head of cabbage or swallowing a mouthful of water.

Nothing great in the world has ever been accomplished without passion.

Philosophy is by its nature something esoteric, neither made for the mob nor capable of being prepared for the mob.

The person must give himself an external sphere of freedom in order to have being as Idea.

The first glance at History convinces us that the actions of men proceed from their needs, their passions, their characters and talents; and impresses us with the belief that such needs, passions and interests are the sole spring of actions.