I love looking at famous people. Because of the way they look. Because of the way photography makes them look famous.

History is the long, difficult and confused dream of Mankind.

Consciousness is the mere surface of our minds, of which, as of the earth, we do not know the inside, but only the crust.

Genius is to other gifts what the carbuncle is to the precious stones. It sends forth its own light, whereas other stones only reflect borrowed light.

Ist es an und fu? r sich absurd, das Nichtsein fu? r einUbel zu ? halten; da jedes Ubel wie jedes Gut das Dasein zur Voraussetzung hat, ja sogar das Bewusstsein. It is in and by itself absurd to regard non-existence as an evil; for every evil, like every good, presupposes existence, indeed even consciousness.

The faculty for remembering is not diminished in proportion to what one has learnt, just as little as the number of moulds in which you cast sand lessens its capacity for being cast in new moulds.

To overcome difficulties is to experience the full delight of existence.