Does not the discipline of the scientific spirit just commence when one no longer harbours any conviction?

Body am I entirely, and nothing else; and soul is only a word for something about the body.

All human life is sunk deep in untruth; the individual cannot pull it out of this well without growing profoundly annoyed with his entire past, without finding his present motives (like honor) senseless, and without opposing scorn and disdain to the passions that urge one on to the future and to the happiness in it.

I'm not upset that you lied to me, I'm upset that from now on I can't believe you.

When a nation is on the downward path, when it feels its belief in its own future, its hope of freedom slipping from it, when it begins to see submission as a first necessity and the virtues of submission as measures of self-preservation, then it must overhaul its God.

We must beware of one who is in a passion against us as of one who has once sought our life; for the fact that we still live is due to the absence of power to kill, - if looks could kill, we should have been dead long ago.

Sometimes we remain true to a cause simply because its opponents are unfailingly tasteless.