β their whole nature fails to persuade β
β they have never remained silence about any of their good deeds β
β he always carries a biscuit for cerberus β
β either we have no dreams or our dreams are interesting β
β let those who have ears, hear β
β before the effect one believes in different causes than one does afterward β
β anyone with a very loud voice is almost incapable of thinking subtleties β
β the purpose of punishment is to improve those who punish β
β the sacrificial animal does not share the spectatorsβ ideas about sacrifice β
β our eyes are also intended for hearing β
β the mistrustful speak empathetically β
β how can one constantly admire without constantly feeling contempt? β
β is that not a blasphemy against your ideal? β
β in applause there is always a kind of noise β
β they are running away from people β
β one hears only those questions for which one is able to find answers β
β they know how to make things simpler than they are β
β this is by all means a matter of taste, nothing more β
β iβd sooner have people steal from me than be surrounded by scarecrows & hungry looks β
β thoughts are the shadows of our feelings β
β all voices sound different in solitude β
β who has had the most convincing eloquence so far? β
β i spoil the taste of their party for everyone β
β some people need open enemies β
β they are in a bad way β
β we are always only in our own company β
β in a moment they will be ready with a lie β
β in the end one finds more than one might have wished β
β why not be defeated some time too? β
β all is lost if we fall β
β you have no idea what you are living through β
β to have a virtue one must really wish to have it in its most brutal form β
β happiness is not nearly so contagious a disease β
β even oneβs thoughts cannot reproduce entirely in words β
β there is no selflessness in my soul β
β you are beyond all embarrassment β
β i do not want to have people imitate my example β
β no victor believes in chance β
β what we do is never understood β
β those who have greatness are cruel to their virtues β
β with a great goal one is superior even to justice β
β you shall become the person you are β
β what do you love in others? β
β i still live, i still think β
β we were friends and have become estranged β
β few people have faith in themselves β
β there is yet another world to be discovered β and more than one β
β at the very bottom of my soul i feel grateful to all my misery β
β i have given a name to my pain β
β one must learn to love β