Or shall I go out as a light does, not first blown out by the wind, but grown tired and weary of itself - a burnt out light? Or finally, shall I blow myself out, so as not to burn out?

This demand follows from an insight that I was the first to articulate: that there are no moral facts.

We often refuse to accept an idea merely because the tone of voice in which it has been expressed is unsympathetic to us.

Once blasphemy again God was the greatest blasphemy; but God died, and thereupon those blasphemers died too.

When a man reaches his maturity in understanding and in years, the feeling comes over him that his father was wrong to beget him.

Faith actually moves no mountains, but instead raises them up where there were none before.

I devote myself to what I love the most, and for this very reason I hesitate to designate it with lofty words: I do not want to risk believing that it is a sublime compulsion, a law, which I obey: I love what I love the most too much to wish to appear to it as one compelled.