Man Is Something To Be Surpassed.

The Great Epochs Of Our Life Come When We Gain The Courage To Rechristen Our Evil As What Is Best In Us.

Art Depends Upon The Inexactitude Of Sight.

One Is Fruitful Only At The Cost Of Being Rich In Contradictions.

The Genius-in Work And In Deed-is Necessarily A Squanderer: The Fact That He Spends Himself Constitutes His Greatness.

To Get Into Just Those Situations Where Sham Virtues Will Not Suffice, But Rather Where, As With The Ropedancer On His Rope, One Either Falls Or Stands--or Gets Down.