Life is possible only by the deficiencies of our imagination and memory.

We understand God by everything in ourselves that is fragmentary, incomplete, and inopportune.

Reality is a creation of our excesses.

I have all the defects of other people yet everything they do seems to me inconceivable.

No human beings more dangerous than those who have suffered for a belief: the great persecutors are recruited from the martyrs not quite beheaded. Far from diminishing the appetite for power, suffering exasperates it.

I do nothing, granted. But I see the hours pass - which is better than trying to fill them.

Philosophy is a corrective against sadness. Yet there still are people who believe in the profundity of philosophy!