Writing is a dreadful labor, yet not so dreadful as Idleness.

History is the new poetry.

The tragedy of life is not so much what men suffer, but rather what they miss.

O thou that pinest in the imprisonment of the Actual, and criest bitterly to the gods for a kingdom wherein to rule and create, know this for a truth: the thing thou seekest is already here, "here or nowhere," couldst thou only see.

The Highest Being reveals himself in man.

Social Science, is not a 'gay science' but rueful, which finds the secret of this universe in 'supply and demand' and reduces the duty of human governors to that of letting men alone. Not a 'gay science', no, a dreary, desolate, and indeed quite abject and distressing one; what we might call, the dismal science

Speech is too often not the art of concealing thought, but of quite stifling and suspending thought, so that there is none to conceal.