Something Unappeased, Unappeasable, Is Within Me.

In Every Form Of Womanly Love Something Of Motherly Love Also Comes To Light.

One Who Is Publicly Honest About Himself Ends Up By Priding Himself Somewhat On This Honesty: For He Knows Only Too Well Why He Is Honest-for The Same Reasons Another Person Prefers Illusion And Dissimulation.

I Am Not A Man, I Am Dynamite!

Most People Are Far Too Much Occupied With Themselves To Be Malicious.

Love Your Enemies Because They Bring Out The Best In You.