For a truly religious man nothing is tragic.
What we cannot speak about we must pass over in silence.
You get tragedy where the tree, instead of bending, breaks.
A philosophical problem has the form: I don't know my way about.
I sit astride life like a bad rider on a horse. I only owe it to the horse's good nature that I am not thrown off at this very moment.
If there were a verb meaning "to believe falsely," it would not have any significant first person, present indicative.