A married philosopher belongs to comedy.

. . . an absurd problem came to the surface: 'How COULD God permit that (crucifixion of Jesus Christ)!' . . . the deranged reason of the little community found quite a frightfully absurd answer: God gave his Son for forgiveness, as a SACRIFICE . . . The SACRIFICE FOR GUILT, and just in its most repugnant and barbarous form - the sacrifice of the innocent for the sins of the guilty! What horrifying heathenism!

There are slavish souls who carry their appreciation for favors done them so far that they strangle themselves with the rope of gratitude.

And those who were seen dancing were thought to be insane by those who could not hear the music.

That which needs to be proved cannot be worth much.

Whatever does not kill me makes me stronger.

Whoever thinks much and to good purpose easily forgets his own experiences, but not the thoughts which these experiences have called forth.