As soon as you trust yourself, you will know how to live.

And here, poor fool, with all my lore I stand no wiser than before.

The human race is a monotonous affair. Most people spend the greatest part of their time working in order to live, and what little freedom remains so fills them with fear that they seek out any and every means to be rid of it.

At the end of life thoughts hitherto impossible come to the collected mind, like good spirits which let themselves down from the shining heights of the past.

We usually lose today, because there has been a yesterday, and tomorrow is coming.

People can only live with their equals, and not even with them; for in the long run they cannot tolerate that someone is their equal.

He who has a task to perform must know how to take sides, or he is quite unworthy of it.