God: a disease we imagine we are cured of because no one dies of it nowadays.

Ambition is a drug that makes its addicts potential madmen.

Thinking should be like musical meditation. Has any philosopher pursued a thought to its limits the way Bach or Beethoven develop and exhaust a musical theme? Even after having read the most profound thinkers, one still feels the need to begin anew. Only music gives definitive answers.

There was a time when time did not yet exist. … The rejection of birth is nothing but the nostalgia for this time before time.

Ideas should be neutral. But man animates them with his passions and folly. Impure and turned into beliefs, they take on the appearance of reality. The passage from logic is consummated. Thus are born ideologies, doctrines, and bloody farce.

If you're unlucky enough not to have alcoholic parents, it takes you a whole lifetime of intoxication to overcome the dead weight of their virtues.

The more one has suffered, the less one demands. To protest is a sign one has traversed no hell.