One Should Never Know Too Precisely Whom

Perhaps Man Will Rise Ever Higher As Soon As He Ceases To Flow Out Into A God.

The Relatives Of A Suicide Hold It Against Him That Out Of Consideration For Their Reputation He Did Not Remain Alive.

You Have Your Way. I Have My Way. As For The Right Way, The Correct Way, And The Only Way, It Does Not Exist.

Convictions Are Prisons.

In The Beautiful, Man Sets Himself Up As The Standard Of Perfection; In Select Cases He Worships Himself In It. Man Believes That The World Itself Is Filled With Beauty -he Forgets That It Is He Who Has Created It. He Alone Has Bestowed Beauty Upon The World -alas! Only A Very Human, An All Too Human, Beauty.