Thus do I want man and woman to be: the one fit to wage war and the other fit to give birth, but both fit to dance with head and feet.

What do I care about the purring of one who cannot love, like the cat?

One cannot read the New Testament without acquired admiration for whatever it abuses not to speak of the "wisdom of this world," which an impudent wind bag tries to dispose of "by the foolishness of preaching."

Human life is inexplicable, and still without meaning: a fool may decide its fate.

A few hours of mountain climbing make a blackguard and a saint two rather similar creatures.

The most unequivocal sign of contempt for man is to regard everybody merely as a means to one's own ends, or of no account whatever.

There is no more dangerous error than that of mistaking the consequence for the cause.