There is but one freedom, to put oneself right with death. After that everything is possible.

After all manner of professors have done their best for us, the place we are to get knowledge is in books. The true university of these days is a collection of books.

The entire history of mankind is, in any case, nothing but a prolonged fight to the death for the conquest of universal prestige and absolute power.

If it adapts itself to what the majority of our society wants, art will be a meaningless recreation.

Have pity, Lord, on those who love and are separated.

In the end, we would like not to be guilty while at the same time being dispensed of the effort of purifying ourselves. Not enough cynicism and not enough virtue.

There will be no lasting peace either in the heart of individuals or in social customs until death is outlawed.