For me, my thoughts are my prostitutes.
There is only one virtue, justice; only one duty, to be happy; only one corollary, not to overvalue life and not to fear death.
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.
Superstition is more injurious to God than atheism.
My ideas are my whores.
It is said that desire is a product of the will, but the converse is in fact true: will is a product of desire.