Anybody can make history; only a great man can write it.

Truth is independent of facts always.

Every one is worthy of love$$$ except him who thinks that he is. Love is a sacrament that should be taken kneeling.

Discussions should always be held just before going to bed$$$ your rear protected by sleep. How painful$$$ after an intellectual conversation$$$ to have to go about with your mind so stirred up.

Whoever is unable to stand up for an ideal with his person$$$ his arm$$$ his blood$$$ is unworthy of that ideal$$$ and no matter how intellectual one may become$$$ what matters is that one remains a man.

Is not life in itself a thing of goodness$$$ irrespective of whether the course it takes for us can be called a 'happy' one?

Because man loves and honors man as long as he is not able to judge him$$$ and desire is a product of lacking knowledge.

Genius is a form of the life force that is deeply versed in illness$$$ that both draws creatively from it and creates through it.

All interest in disease and death is only another expression of interest in life.

There is only one real misfortune: to forfeit one's own good opinion of oneself. Lose your complacency$$$ once betray your own self-contempt and the world will unhesitatingly endorse it.