You Say It Is The Good Cause That Hallows Even War? I Say Unto You: It Is The Good War That Hallows Any Cause.
Glance Into The World Just As Though Time Were Gone: And Everything Crooked Will Become Straight To You.
The Desire To Annoy No One, To Harm No One, Can Equally Well Be The Sign Of A Just As Of An Anxious Disposition.
Admiration For A Quality Or An Art Can Be So Strong That It Deters Us From Striving To Possess It.
Our Vanity Is Hardest To Wound Precisely When Our Pride Has Just Been Wounded.
In The Last Analysis, Even The Best Man Is Evil: In The Last Analysis, Even The Best Woman Is Bad.
When Marrying, Ask Yourself This Question: Do You Believe That You Will Be Able To Converse Well With This Person Into Your Old Age? Everything Else In Marriage Is Transitory.
Mystical Explanations Are Thought To Be Deep; The Truth Is That They Are Not Even Shallow.
In Praise There Is More Obtrusiveness Than In Blame.
Regarding Life, The Wisest Men Of All Ages Have Judged Alike: It Is Worthless.
When Art Dresses In Worn-out Material It Is Most Easily Recognized As Art.
The Best Author Will Be The One Who Is Ashamed To Become A Writer.
I Am A Pure-blooded Polish Nobleman Without A Single Drop Of Bad Blood - Certainly Not German Blood.
Germany Is A Great Nation Only Because Its People Have So Much Polish Blood In Their Veins.
In Heaven, All The Interesting People Are Missing.
Is Wagner A Human Being At All? Is He Not Rather A Disease? He Contaminates Everything He Touches - He Has Made Music Sick.
In Music The Passions Enjoy Themselves.
All Credibility, All Good Conscience, All Evidence Of Truth Come Only From The Senses.
There Are No Facts, Only Interpretations.
It Is My Ambition To Say In Ten Sentences What Others Say In A Whole Book.
God Is A Thought Who Makes Crooked All That Is Straight.
There Cannot Be A God Because If There Were One, I Could Not Believe That I Was Not He.
I Love Those Who Do Not Know How To Live For Today.
The Press, The Machine, The Railway, The Telegraph Are Premises Whose Thousand-year Conclusion No One Has Yet Dared To Draw.
Women Are Considered Deep - Why? Because One Can Never Discover Any Bottom To Them. Women Are Not Even Shallow.
One Ought To Hold On To One's Heart; For If One Lets It Go, One Soon Loses Control Of The Head Too.
Every Church Is A Stone On The Grave Of A God-man: It Does Not Want Him To Rise Up Again Under Any Circumstances.
We Often Refuse To Accept An Idea Merely Because The Tone Of Voice In Which It Has Been Expressed Is Unsympathetic To Us.
He Who Has A Why To Live Can Bear Almost Any How.
It Is Not When Truth Is Dirty, But When It Is Shallow, That The Lover Of Knowledge Is Reluctant To Step Into Its Waters.
To Be Ashamed Of One's Immorality: That Is A Step On The Staircase At Whose End One Is Also Ashamed Of One's Morality.
Sing Me A New Song; The World Is Transfigured; All The Heavens Are Rejoicing.
In The Course Of History, Men Come To See That Iron Necessity Is Neither Iron Nor Necessary.
For Art To Exist, For Any Sort Of Aesthetic Activity To Exist, A Certain Physiological Precondition Is Indispensable: Intoxication.
Experience, As A Desire For Experience, Does Not Come Off. We Must Not Study Ourselves While Having An Experience.
For The Woman, The Man Is A Means: The End Is Always The Child.
Fanatics Are Picturesque, Mankind Would Rather See Gestures Than Listen To Reasons.
The Lie Is A Condition Of Life.
Whoever Has Witnessed Another's Ideal Becomes His Inexorable Judge And As It Were His Evil Conscience.
Those Who Cannot Understand How To Put Their Thoughts On Ice Should Not Enter Into The Heat Of Debate.
What? You Seek Something? You Wish To Multiply Yourself Tenfold, A Hundredfold? You Seek Followers? Seek Zeros!
In Everything One Thing Is Impossible: Rationality.
Genteel Women Suppose That Those Things Do Not Really Exist About Which It Is Impossible To Talk In Polite Company.
This Is The Hardest Of All: To Close The Open Hand Out Of Love, And Keep Modest As A Giver.
It Says Nothing Against The Ripeness Of A Spirit That It Has A Few Worms.
There Are No Eternal Facts, As There Are No Absolute Truths.
I Would Believe Only In A God That Knows How To Dance.
Many A Man Fails As An Original Thinker Simply Because His Memory It Too Good.
Judgments, Value Judgments Concerning Life, For Or Against, Can In The Last Resort Never Be True: They Possess Value Only As Symptoms, They Come Into Consideration Only As Symptoms - In Themselves Such Judgments Are Stupidities.
There Is Not Enough Religion In The World Even To Destroy Religion.