Our treasure lies in the beehive of our knowledge. We are perpetually on the way thither, being by nature winged insects and honey gatherers of the mind.
Our treasure lies in the beehives of our knowledge. We are perpetually on our way thither, being by nature winged insects and honey gatherers of the mind. The only thing that lies close to our heart is the desire to bring something home to the hive.
These small things -- nutrition, place, climate, recreation, the whole casuistry of selfishness -- are inconceivably more important than everything one has taken to be important so far.
Talking much about oneself can also be a means to conceal oneself.
Talking much about oneself may be a way of hiding oneself.
Faith, indeed, has up to the present not been able to move real mountains . . . But it can put mountains where there are none.
In the mountains, the shortest way is from peak to peak: but for that you must have long legs.
On the mountains of truth you can never climb in vain: either you will reach a point higher up today, or you will be training your powers so that you will be able to climb higher tomorrow.
The true man wants two things: danger and play. For that reason he wants woman, as the most dangerous play thing.
The will to truth! That will which is yet to seduce us into many a venture, that famous truthfulness of which all philosophers up to this time have spoken reverently -- think what questions this will to truth has posed for us! What strange, wicked, questionable question!
The thought of suicide is a powerful solace: by means of it one gets through many a bad night
Thinking about suicide is a potent consolation: it helps us to get through many a bad night.
When one does away with oneself one does the most estimable thing possible: one thereby almost deserves to live.
What was silent in the father speaks in the son, and often I found in the son the unveiled secret of the father.
The broad effects which can be obtained by punishment in man and beast, are the increase of fear, the sharpening of the sense of cunning, the mastery of the desires; so it is that punishment tames man, but does not make him "better".