Behind all their personal vanity, women themselves always have an impersonal contempt for woman.
Stupid as a man, say the women: cowardly as a woman, say the men. Stupidity in a woman is unwomanly.
Genteel women suppose that those things do not really exist about which it is impossible to talk in polite company.
Women are considered deep – why? Because one can never discover any bottom to them. Women are not even shallow.
Does wisdom perhaps appear on the earth as a raven which is inspired by the smell of carrion?
The man of knowledge must be able not only to love his enemies but also to hate his friends.
War has always been the grand sagacity of every spirit which has grown too inward and too profound its curative power lies even in the wounds one receives.