All truth is crooked, time itself is a circle
Those who are slow to know suppose that slowness is the essence of knowledge.
I call Christianity the one great curse, the one great intrinsic depravity, and the one great instinct of revenge, for which no means are venomous enough, or secret, subterranean and small enough - I call it the one immortal blemish on the human race.
The bite of conscience is indecent.
What do I care about the purring of one who cannot love, like the cat?
Buddha says: "Do not flatter your benefactor!". Let one repeat this saying in a Christian church : it immediately purifies the air of everything Christian.