What do I care about the purring of one who cannot love, like the cat?

The really historical performance would talk to ghosts.

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

Extreme positions are not succeeded by moderate ones but by extreme positions of the opposite kind.

one does not only wish to be understood when one writes; one wishes just as surely not to be understood.

You never exist quite so much as when you are not thinking

Christianity in particular should be dubbed a great treasure-chamber of ingenious consolations, such a store of refreshing, soothing, deadening drugs has it accumulated within itself.