The profoundest thoughts of the philosophers have something trickle about them. A lot disappears in order for something to suddenly appear in the palm of the hand.
One should not confuse the craving for life with endorsement of it.
Rulers who want to unleash war know very well that they must procure or invent a first victim.
His head is made of stars, but not yet arranged into constellations.
Whether or not God is dead: it is impossible to keep silent about him who was there for so long.