Words are but symbols for the relations of things to one another and to us; nowhere do they touch upon absolute truth.
You have your way. I have my way. As for the right way, the correct way, and the only way, it does not exist.
You must have chaos within you to give birth to a dancing star.
You say it is the good cause that hallows even war? I say unto you: it is the good war that hallows any cause.
The press, the machine, the railway, the telegraph are premises whose thousand-year conclusion no one has yet dared to draw.
Whoever has witnessed another's ideal becomes his inexorable judge and as it were his evil conscience.
What? You seek something? You wish to multiply yourself tenfold, a hundredfold? You seek followers? Seek zeros!
We love life, not because we are used to living but because we are used to loving.
We often refuse to accept an idea merely because the tone of voice in which it has been expressed is unsympathetic to us.
We should consider every day lost on which we have not danced at least once. And we should call every truth false which was not accompanied by at least one laugh.
What can everyone do? Praise and blame. This is human virtue, this is human madness.
What do I care about the purring of one who cannot love, like the cat?
What do you regard as most humane? To spare someone shame.
The irrationality of a thing is no argument against its existence, rather a condition of it.
When one has not had a good father, one must create one.