āAll words are prejudices.ā
āAll truths are bloody truths to me.ā
āThere are no facts, only interpretations.ā
āWhen somebody dies we usually need reasons for consolation, not so much to alleviate our pain as to excuse ourselves for so readily feeling consoled.ā
āBut thus do I counsel you, my friends: distrust all in whom the impulse to punish is powerful! Distrust all those who talk much of their justice!ā
āIn a seriously intended intellectual emancipation a person's mute passions and cravings also hope to find their advantage.ā
āBut men may construe things after their fashion, Clean from the purpose of the things themselves.ā
āThe learned and the studious of thought have no monopoly of wisdom. Their violence of direction in some degree disqualifies them to think truly.ā
āWe do what we can, and then make a theory to prove our performance the best.ā