When Virtue Has Slept It Will Arise

Women And Egoistic Artists Entertain A Feeling Towards Science That Is Something Composed Of Envy And Sentimentality.

To Experience A Thing As Beautiful Means: To Experience It Necessarily Wrongly.

Today I Love Myself As I Love My God: Who Could Charge Me With A Sin Today? I Know Only Sins Against My God; But Who Knows My God?

The Advocates Of A Criminal Are Seldom Artists Enough To Turn The Beautiful Terribleness Of The Deed To The Advantage Of The Doer.

Anyone Who Has Declared Someone Else To Be An Idiot, A Bad Apple, Is Annoyed When It Turns Out In The End That He Isn't.