How Strangely Do We Diminish A Thing

(there Is) No Other Means Of Escaping From One's Consciousness Than To Deny It, To Look Upon It As An Organic Disease Of The Terrestrial Intelligence - A Disease Which We Must Endeavor To Cure By An Action Which Must Appear To Us An Action Of Violent And Willful Madness, But Which, On The Other Side Of Our Appearances, Is Probably An Action Of Health. ("of Immortality")

Can We Conceive What Humanity Would Be If It Did Not Know The Flowers?

What Man Is There That Does Not Laboriously, Though All Unconsciously, Himself Fashion The Sorrow That Is To Be The Pivot Of His Life.

Many A Happiness In Life, A Many A Disaster, Is Due To Chance Alone; But The Peace Within Us Can Never Be Governed By Chance.

If You Love Yourself Meanly, Childishly, Timidly, Even So Shall You Love Your Neighbor.