Everyone who has ever built anywhere a "new heaven" first found the power thereto in his own hell.

A philosophical mythology lies concealed in language, which breaks out again at every moment, no matter how cautious we may be.

Phlegmatic natures can be inspired to enthusiasm only by being made into fanatics.

I conjure you, my brethren, to remain faithful to earth, and do not believe those who speak unto you of super terrestrial hopes! Poisoners they are, whether they know it or not.

Assuming that we have trained our imagination to denounce the past, we will not suffer much from unfulfilled wishes.

Well-meaning, helpful, good-natured attitudes of mind have not come to be honored on account of their usefulness, but because they are states of richer souls that are capable of bestowing and have their value in the feeling of the plenitude of life.

The only excuse for God is that he doesn't exist.