Only the most acute and active animals are capable of boredom.

Triumph depends on a roll of Fate's dice; the ultimate prize is a place in Heaven.

Man, full of emptiness and torn apart with homesickness for the desert has had to create from within himself an adventure, a torture-chamber, an unsafe and hazardous wilderness- this fool, this prisoner consumed with longing and despair, became the inventor of 'bad conscience'.

The poet presents his thoughts festively, on the carriage of rhythm: usually because they could not walk.

We talk so abstractly about poetry because all of us are usually bad poets.

Whereas the man of action binds his life to reason and its concepts so that he will not be swept away and lost, the scientific investigator builds his hut right next to the tower of science so that he will be able to work on it and to find shelter for himself beneath those bulwarks which presently exist.

Liberalism is the transformation of mankind into cattle.