Christianity was an epidemic rather than a religion. It appealed to fear, hysteria and ignorance. It spread across the Western world, not because it was true, but because humans are gullible and superstitious.

The average man is a conformist, accepting miseries and disasters with the stoicism of a cow standing in the rain.

If I'd stayed on in London and carried on going to literary parties, it would have wrecked me as a writer.

The self-surmounter can never put up with the man who has ceased to be dissatisfied with himself.

The outsider is not sure who he is. He has found an “I”, but it is not his true “I”.’ His main business is to find his way back to himself.

The complex develops out of the simple.

Being very famous is not the fun it sounds. It merely means you're being chased by a lot of people and you lose your privacy.