There is always some madness in love. But there is also always some reason in madness.

There are slavish souls who carry their appreciation for favors done them so far that they strangle themselves with the rope of gratitude.

There is in general good reason to suppose that in several respects the gods could all benefit from instruction by us human beings. We humans are - more humane.

There is more wisdom in your body than in your deepest philosophy.

There are people who want to make men's lives more difficult for no other reason than the chance it provides them afterwards to offer their prescription for alleviating life; their Christianity, for instance.

Without music, life would be a mistake.

Whoever battles with monsters had better see that it does not turn him into a monster. And if you gaze long into an abyss, the abyss will gaze back into you.

Whoever does not have a good father should procure one.

Whoever feels predestined to see and not to believe will find all believers too noisy and pushy: he guards against them.

Whoever fights monsters should see to it that in the process he does not become a monster. And if you gaze long enough into an abyss, the abyss will gaze back into you.

Whoever has provoked men to rage against him has always gained a party in his favor, too.

Wit is the epitaph of an emotion.

When one has finished building one's house, one suddenly realizes that in the process one has learned something that one really needed to know in the worst way - before one began.

Woman was God's second mistake.

Women are considered deep - why? Because one can never discover any bottom to them. Women are not even shallow.