And if you cannot be saints of knowledge, then, I pray you, be at least its warriors. They are the companions and precursors of such saints.
Verily, I have often laughed at the weaklings, who think themselves good because they have crippled paws!
Foolish is my happiness, and foolish things will it speak: it is still too young—so have patience with it!
What else is love but understanding and rejoicing in the fact that another person lives, acts, and experiences otherwise than we do and crosswise to our purposes? For love to bridge these opposites through joy it must not eliminate or deny them.—Even self-love presupposes an irreconcilable duality (or multiplicity) in a single person.
We hear only those questions for which we are in a position to find answers.
He, on the other hand, who really could sympathize therewith, would have to despair of the value of life; were he to succeed in comprehending and feeling in himself the general consciousness of mankind, he would collapse with a curse on existence; for.