In laughter all that is evil comes together, but is pronounced holy and absolved by its own bliss.
I should not believe in a God who does not dance.
There is an old illusion. It is called good and evil.
The best weapon against an enemy is another enemy.
Every tradition grows continually more venerable, and the more remote its origins, the more this is lost sight of. The veneration paid the tradition accumulates from generation to generation, until it at last becomes holy and excites awe.
Man Is Something That Must Be Overcome