Truths Are Illlusions Which We Have Forgotten

A Degree Of Culture, And Assuredly A Very High One, Is Attained When Man Rises Above Superstitions And Religious Notions And Fears, And, For Instance, No Longer Believes In Guardian Angels Or In Original Sin, And Has Also Ceased To Talk Of The Salvation Of His Soul.

Do Whatever You Will, But First Be Such As Are Able To Will.

Enjoying Praise Is In Some People Merely A Civility Of The Heart--and Just The Opposite Of A Vanity Of The Spirit.

Without The Errors Involved In The Assumptions Of Ethics, Man Would Have Remained An Animal. Thus Has He Taken Himself As Something Higher And Imposed Rigid Laws Upon Himself.

Not Joy Is The Mother Of Dissipation, But Joylessness.