Ah, there are so many things betwixt heaven and earth of which only the poets have dreamed!

It is only possible through the fact that sympathy for the general life and suffering of mankind is very weakly developed in the individual.

Some people appear to be more meager in talent than they are, just because the tasks they set themselves are always too great.

The love of one sole being is a barbarism; for it will be employed to the detriment of all the rest. So too the love of God.

All philosophy is a form of confession.

We labour at our daily work more ardently and thoughtlessly than is necessary to sustain our life because it is even more necessary not to have leisure to stop and think. Haste is universal because everyone is in flight from himself.

But this people has deliberately made itself stupid, for nearly a millennium: nowhere have the two great European narcotics, alcohol and Christianity, been abused more dissolutely.