Here lives a free man. Nobody serves him.

At any street corner the feeling of absurdity can strike any man in the face.

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

There is always a certain hour of the day and of the night when a man’s courage is at its lowest ebb, and it was that hour only that he feared.

How hard it is, how bitter it is to become a man!

Absolute justice is achieved by the suppression of all contradiction, therefore it destroys freedom.

Every man needs slaves like he needs clean air. To rule is to breathe, is it not? And even the most disenfranchised get to breathe. The lowest on the social scale have their spouses or their children.