"It is distinguishing to have many virtues, but it is a hard lot. And many went into the desert and killed themselves because they were weary of being the battle and battlefield of virtues. My brother, are war and battle evil? But this evil is necessary, envy and mistrust and slander among your virtues are necessary.
Look, how each of your virtues is greedy for the highest. It wants your entire spirit, to be its herald; it wants your entire strength in rage, hatred and love.
Each virtue is jealous of the other, and jealousy is a terrible thing. Even virtues can perish of jealousy.
Whoever is ringed by the flame of jealousy in the end will turn his poisonous stinger upon himself, like the scorpion. Oh my brother, have you never seen a virtue slander and stab itself?
Human being is something that must be overcome, and therefore you should love your virtues – for of them you will perish."
"I learned to walk, since then I let myself run. I learned to fly, since then I do not wait to be pushed to move from the spot.
Now I am light, now I fly, now I see myself beneath me, now a god dances through me."
“'I' you say and are proud of this word. But what is greater is that in which you do not want to believe – your body and its great reason. It does not say I, but does I."