Man cannot persist long in a conscious state, he must throw himself back into the unconscious, for his root lives there.

Man believes himself always greater than he is, and is esteemed less than he is worth.

Wood burns because it has the proper stuff in it; and a man becomes famous because he has the proper stuff in him.

Does not man lack the force at the very point where he needs it most? And when he soars upward in joy, or sinks down in suffering, is not checked in both, is he not returned again to the dull, cold sphere of awareness, just when he was longing to lose himself in the fullness of the infinite.

Habit is a man's sole comfort. We dislike doing without even unpleasant things to which we have become accustomed.

The happiest man is the one who finds happiness at home.

Is this the destiny of man? Is he only happy before he has acquired his reason or after he has lost it?

For a brave man deserves a well-endowed girl. [Ger., Denn ein wackerer Mann verdient ein begutertes Madchen.]

A man's errors are what make him amiable.