No one dies of fatal truths nowadays: there are too many antidotes.

Do not paint a picture either of God or the devil on your walls: this will ruin both your walls and the atmosphere.

Some men have sighed over the abduction of their wives, but many more have sighed because no one wanted to abduct theirs.

Deep is the well of truth and long does it take to know what has fallen into its depths.

The love of one sole being is a barbarism; for it will be employed to the detriment of all the rest. So too the love of God.

The ascetic makes a necessity of virtue.

It is certainly not the least charm of a theory that it is refutable; it is precisely thereby that it attracts the more subtle minds. It seems that the hundred-times-refuted theory of the "free will" owes its persistence to this charm alone; some one is always appearing who feels himself strong enough to refute it.