But for every man there exists a bait which he cannot resist swallowing.

You are treading your path of greatness: now it must call up all your courage that there is no longer a path behind you!
You are treading your path of greatness: no one shall steal after you here! Your foot itself has extinguished the path behind you, and above that path stands written: Impossibility.

I know of no better life purpose than to perish in attempting the great and the impossible. . . .

What is happiness? The feeling that power increases - that resistance is being overcome

I assess the power of a will by how much resistance, pain, torture it endures and knows how to turn to its advantage.

Such a man as instinctively feeds on pure ambrosia and leaves alone the indigestible in things.