The most fundamental form of human stupidity is forgetting what we were trying to do in the first place.

A woman does not want the truth; what is truth to women? From the beginning, nothing has been more alien, repugnant, and hostile to woman than the truth - her great art is the lie, her highest concern is mere appearance and beauty.

On the rare occasions when our dreams succeed and achieve perfection - most dreams are bungled - the are symbolic chains of scene and images in place of a narrative poetic language; they circumscribe our experiences or expectations or situations with such poetic boldness and decisiveness that in the morning we are always amazed when we remember our dreams.

Science and art have that in common that everyday things seem to them new and attractive.

What else is love but understanding and rejoicing in the fact that another person lives acts and experiences otherwise than we do?

In morality, man treats himself not as individuum but as dividuum.

Every word is a prejudice.