We operate with nothing but things which do not exist, with lines, planes, bodies, atoms, divisible time, divisible space - how should explanation even be possible when we first make everything into an image, into our own image!

Certitude drives people mad.

One is healthy when one can laugh at the earnestness and zeal with which one has been hypnotized by any single detail of one's life.

What we call truths are just those errors that we cannot give up.

The arrogance that accompanies merit offends us even more than the arrogance of people who are lacking in merit: since merit itself offends us.

It takes just such painful and terrible things to occur for the great emancipation to take place.

Whatever a theologian regards as true must be false: there you have almost a criterion of truth.