A married philosopher is a comic character.
Rejoicing in our joy, not suffering over our suffering, makes someone a friend.
What the philosopher is seeking is not truth, but rather the metamorphosis of the world into man.
Whoever has really sacrificed anything, knows that he wanted and got something in return.
There are instances when we are like horses, we psychologists, and grow restless: we see our own shadow wavering up and down before us. A psychologist must look away from himself in order to see anything at all.