Having become conscious of the truth he once perceived, man now sees only the awfulness or the absurdity of existence, he now understands the symbolic element in Ophelia's fate, he now recognizes the wisdom of the woodland god, Silenus: it nauseates him.

A thought, even a possibility, can shatter and transform us.

Above all, there is no exception to this rule: that the idea of political superiority always resolves itself into the idea of psychological superiority.

What does not destroy me, makes me stronger.

One cannot read the New Testament without acquired admiration for whatever it abuses not to speak of the "wisdom of this world," which an impudent wind bag tries to dispose of "by the foolishness of preaching."

God remains dead. And we have killed him. Yet his shadow still looms. How shall we comfort ourselves, the murderers of all murderers?

The belief in authority is the source of conscience; which is therefore not the voice of God in the heart of man, but the voice of some men in man.