How Much More Sensuality Invites To Art

What Would There Be In A Story Of Happiness? Only What Prepares It, Only What Destroys It Can Be Told.

In Other People's Company I Felt I Was Dull, Gloomy, Unwelcome, At Once Bored And Boring.

I Advise The Young To Tell Themselves Constantly That Most Often It Is Up To Them Alone.

Man's Responsibility Increases As That Of The Gods Decreases.

Great Minds Tend Toward Banality. It Is The Noblest Effort Of Individualism. But It Implies A Sort Of Modesty, Which Is So Rare That It Is Scarcely Found Except In The Greatest, Or In Beggars.