What We Call Truths Are Just Those

That Little Hypocrites And Half-crazed People Dare To Imagine That On Their Account The Laws Of Nature Are Constantly Broken; Such An Enhancement Of Every Kind Of Selfishness To Infinity, To Impudence, Cannot Be Branded With Sufficient Contempt. And Yet Christianity Owes Its Triumph To This Pitiable Flattery Of Personal Vanity.

But He Who Is Hated By The People, As The Wolf By The Dogs - Is The Free Spirit, The Enemy Of Fetters, The Non-adorer, The Dweller In The Woods.

One Day Soon You Will Meet A Man, And He Will Rise Like A Phoenix From The Ashes, And It Is My Greatest Hope That He Will Not Give You Syphilis.

We Must Repay Goodness And Wickedness: But Why Exactly To The Person Who Has Done Us A Good Or A Wicked Turn?

Wisdom Sets Bounds Even To Knowledge.