Much more than our other needs and endeavors, it is sexuality that puts us on an even footing with our kind: the more we practice it, the more we become like everyone else: it is in the performance of a reputedly bestial function that we prove our status as citizens: nothing is more public than the sexual act.

Good health is the best weapon against religion. Healthy bodies and healthy minds have never been shaken by religious fears.

Revenge is not always sweet, once it is consummated we feel inferior to our victim.

By all evidence we are in the world to do nothing.

What I know at sixty, I knew as well at twenty. Forty years of a long, superfluous, labor of verification.

There is no other world. Nor even this one. What, then, is there? The inner smile provoked in us by the patent nonexistence of both.

I try--without success--to stop finding reasons for vanity in anything. When I happen to manage it nonetheless, I feel that I no longer belong to the mortal gang. I am above everything then, above the gods themselves. Perhaps that is what death is: a sensation of great, of extreme superiority.