For Men Are Not Equal:

Heaping Glowing Coals On Another Person's Head Is Usually Misunderstood And Comes To Nothing Because The Other Person Knows Just As Well That He Is In The Right And Has Also Given Some Thought On His Own Part To Heaping Coals.

He Who Rejoices Even At The Stake Triumphs Not Over Pain But Over The Absence Of Pain Where He Had Anticipated Feeling It. A Parable.

I Love Something: And Scarcely Do I Love It Completely When The Tyrant In Me Says: "i Want That In Sacrifice." This Cruelty Is In My Entrails. Behold! I Am Evil.

In A Man Devoted To Knowledge, Pity Seems Almost Ridiculous, Like Delicate Hands On A Cyclops.

Once We Have Found Ourselves, We Must Understand How From Time To Time To Lose--and Then To Find--ourselves Once Again: Assuming,that Is, That We Are Thinkers. For A Thinker It Is A Drawback To Be Bound To A Single Person All The Time.