Ten truths must you find during the day; otherwise will you seek truth during the night, and your soul will have been hungry.

Not their love of humanity, but the impotence of their love, prevents the Christians of today - burning us.

There are the terrible ones who carry about in themselves the beast of prey, and have no choice except lusts or self-laceration. And even their lusts are self-laceration.

It's not the intensity of the man, but the duration of his intensity that makes the man great.

The doer is merely a fiction added to the deed ? the deed is everything.

Those with very loud voices in their throats are nearly incapable of thinking subtle thoughts.

Nothing is more pathological in our pathological modernity than this disease of Christian pity.