For who would dare to assert that eternal happiness can compensate for a single moment's human suffering

Freedom of the press is perhaps the freedom that has suffered the most from the gradual degradation of the idea of liberty.

In our well-policed society we recognize that an illness is serious from the fact that we don't dare speak of it directly.

The struggle to the top alone will make a human heart SWELL.

All that remains is a fate whose outcome alone is fatal. Outside of that single fatality of death, everything, joy or happiness, is liberty. A world remains of which man is the sole master. What bound him was the illusion of another world.

At the heart of all beauty lies something inhuman, and these hills, the softness of the sky, the outline of these trees at this very minute lose the illusory meaning with which we had clothed them, henceforth more remote than a lost paradise . . . that denseness and that strangeness of the world is absurd.

A sub-clerk in the post-office is the equal of a conqueror if consciousness is common to them.