When some one does away with himself, he does the noblest thing in the world; by so doing he has almost entitled himself to live…
We have already got beyond what we can express in words. In all speaking there is an inkling of contempt.
To the existence of art, to the existence of any aesthetic activity or perception whatsoever, a preliminary psychological condition is indispensable, namely, ecstasy.
The trodden worm turns itself. That is sagacious. It thereby lessens the probability of being again trodden on. In the language of morality: submissiveness.