The brighter the light, the darker the shadow.

In some way or other we are part of a single, all-embracing psyche, a single 'greatest man. . . .'

Insight that dawns slowly seems to me to have more lasting effects than a fitful idealism, which is unlikely to hold out for long.

I think it is better for all people to live on, to look forward to the next stage (after death), as if he had to spend centuries, then he lives properly... looking forward to the great adventure ahead, then he lives!

A man who has not passed through the inferno of his passions has never overcome them.

We are so accustomed to the apparently rational nature of our world that we can scarcely imagine anything happening that cannot be explained by common sense. The primitive man confronted by a shock of this kind would not doubt his sanity; he would think of fetishes, spirits or gods

Where love stops, power begins, and violence, and terror