Somebody has to have the last word. If not, every argument could be opposed by another and we'd never be done with it.

Everyone would like to behave like a pagan, with everyone else behaving like a Christian.

I always found misogyny vulgar and stupid, and I found almost all the women I have known to be my betters. However, placing them so high, I used them more often than I served them. How does one make sense of this?

The best are led to make greater demands upon themselves. As for those who succumb, they did not deserve to survive.

From the moment absurdity is recognized, it becomes a passion, the most harrowing of all. But whether or not one can live with one's passions, whether or not one can accept their law, which is to burn the heart they simultaneously exalt - that is the whole question.

Like great works, deep feelings always mean more than they are conscious of saying.

There can be no true goodness, nor true love, without the utmost clear-sightedness.