If the path be beautiful, let us not ask where it leads.
The wonder is, not that the field of stars is so vast, but that man has measured it.
It is the certainty that they possess the truth that makes men cruel.
In truth man is made rather to eat ices than to pore over old texts.
Irony and pity are two good counselors: one, in smiling, makes life pleasurable; the other, who cries, makes it sacred.
Devout believers are safeguarded in a high degree against the risk of certain neurotic illnesses; their acceptance of the universal neurosis spares them the task of constructing a personal one.