Whoever thinks much and to good purpose easily forgets his own experiences, but not the thoughts which these experiences have called forth.

The charm of knowledge would be small indeed, were it not that there is so much shame to be overcome on the way to it.

Assuming that he believes at all, the everyday Christian is a pitiful figure, a man who really cannot count up to three, and who besides, precisely because of his mental incompetence, would not deserve such a punishment as Christianity promises him.

By means of music the very passions, enjoy themselves.

The disgust with dirt can be so great that it keeps us from cleaning ourselves--from "justifying" ourselves.

One begins to mistrust very clever people when they become embarrassed.

The better the state is established, the fainter is humanity. To make the individual uncomfortable, that is my task.