Christianity, above all, consoles; but there are naturally happy souls who do not need consolation. Consequently Christianity begins by making such souls unhappy, for otherwise it would have no power over them.

Fish die belly upward, and rise to the surface. Its their way of falling.

Oh, would that my mind could let fall its dead ideas, as the tree does its withered leaves! And without too many regrets, if possible! Those from which the sap has withdrawn. But, good Lord, what beautiful colors!

What eludes logic is the most precious element in us, and one can draw nothing from a syllogism that the mind has not put there in advance.

Generally among intelligent people are found nothing but paralytics and among men of action nothing but fools.

The most beautiful things are those that madness prompts and reason writes.

Without mysticism man can achieve nothing great.