The soul that beholds beauty becomes beautiful.

If someone with the right conduct tries to attain to something that lies outside of it, is his goal not the right conduct.

And this is the life of the Gods, and of Godlike men, a life without love of the world, a flight of the Alone to the Alone.

Mankind is poised midway between the gods and the beasts.

All things are filled full of signs, and it is a wise man who can learn about one thing from another.

Wherever it lies, under earth or over earth, the body will always rot.

Beauty is rather a light that plays over the symmetry of things than that symmetry itself.