A God-intoxicated man.
A hero is one who knows how to hang on one minute longer.
Philosophy is really nostalgia, the desire to be at home.
Sometimes with the most intense pain a paralysis of sensibility occurs. The soul disintegrates--hence the deadly frost--the free power of the mind--the shattering, ceaseless wit of this kind of despair. There is no inclination for anything any more--the person is alone, like a baleful power--as he has no connection with the rest of the world he consumes himself gradually--and in accordance with his own principle he is--misanthropic and misotheos.
Poetry heals the wounds inflicted by reason.
One can not understand language because language cannot understand itself; does not want to understand
To become properly acquainted with a truth, we must first have disbelieved it, and disputed against it.
Where children are, there is the golden age.
Only as far as a man is happily married to himself is he fit for married life and family life in general.
Nothing is more indispensable to true religiosity than a mediator that links us with divinity.
Knowledge is only one half. Faith is the other.
Nature is a petrified magic city.
Learning is pleasurable but doing is the height of enjoyment.