I have only a small flickering light to guide me in the darkness of a thick forest. Up comes a theologian and blows it out.

In order to get as much fame as one's father one has to much more able than he.

The bad gives rise to the good, the good inspires the better, the better produces the excellent, the excellent is followed by the bizarre

Does anyone really know where they're going to?

A nation which thinks that it is belief in God and not good law which makes people honest does not seem to me very advanced.

A thing is not proved just because no one has ever questioned it. What has never been gone into impartially has never been properly gone into. Hence scepticism is the first step toward truth. It must be applied generally, because it is the touchstone.

Wandering in a vast forest at night, I have only a faint light to guide me. A stranger appears and says to me: 'My friend, you should blow out your candle in order to find your way more clearly.' This stranger is a theologian.