To die proudly when it is no longer possible to live proudly. Death freely chosen, death at the right time, brightly and cheerfully accomplished amid children and witnesses: then a real farewell is still possible, as the one who is taking leave is still there; also a real estimate of what one has wished, drawing the sum of one's life--all in opposition to the wretched and revolting comedy that Christianity has made of the hour of death.

There is not enough religion in the world even to destroy religion.

Those who create are hard of heart.

It is hard enough to remember my opinions, without also remembering my reasons for them!

I am affected, not because you have deceived me, but because I can no longer believe in you.

All isolation is wrong so say the herd. And long didst thou belong to the herd.

Under peaceful conditions a warlike man sets upon himself.