Once upon a time, in some out of the way corner of that universe which is dispersed into numberless twinkling solar systems, there was a star upon which clever beasts invented knowing.

Faith means the will to avoid knowing what is true.

One must learn to be a sponge if one wants to be loved by hearts that overflow.

One should not go into churches if one wants to breathe pure air.

One is proud to worship when he cannot be an idol.

Truth is only an illusion we have forgotten is an illusion.

The finest and healthiest thing about science is, as in the mountains, the brisk air blowing around in it.--The spiritually delicate (such as artists) shun and slander science owing to this air.