His world empire is still, as formerly, an under-world empire, a hospital, a subterranean empire, a Ghetto empire ... And he himself so pale, so weak, so décadent ... even the palest of the pale still became master over him. Twilight of the Idols

Frequent and violent temptations were a proof that the citadel of the soul had not fallen and that the devil raged to make it fall. A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man

The art of not reading is a very important one. It consists in not taking an interest in whatever may be engaging the attention of the general public at any particular time. When some political or ecclesiastical pamphlet, or novel, or poem is making a great commotion, you should remember that he who writes for fools always finds a large public. A precondition for reading good books is not reading bad ones: for life is short.” Essays and Aphorisms

What doesn’t kill me, makes me stronger! Twilight of the Idols