People who are too fastidious towards the finite never reach actuality, but linger in abstraction, and their light dies away.

The bud disappears when the blossom breaks through, and we might say that the former is refuted by the latter; in the same way when the fruit comes, the blossom may be explained to be a false form of the plant's existence, for the fruit appears as its true nature in place of the blossom.

Every idea, extended into infinity, becomes its own opposite.

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.

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

An idea is always a generalization, and generalization is a property of thinking. To generalize means to think.

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