I am too inquisitive, too skeptical, too arrogant, to let myself be satisfied with an obvious and crass solution of things. God is such an obvious and crass solution; a solution which is a sheer indelicacy to us thinkers - at bottom He is really nothing but a coarse commandment against us: ye shall not think!

I change too quickly: my today refutes my yesterday. When I ascend I often jump over steps, and no step forgives me that.

It quite often happens that the old man is subject to the delusion of a great moral renewal and rebirth, and from this experience he passes judgments on the work and course of his life, as if he had only now become clear-sighted; and yet the inspiration behind this feeling of well-being and these confident judgements is not wisdom, but weariness .

Clever people are never credited with their follies: what a deprivation of human rights!

Just as soon as we notice that someone has to force himself to pay attention when dealing and talking with us, we have a valid demonstration that he does not love us or that he does not love us anymore.

He turns all of his injuries into strengths, that which does not kill him makes him stronger, he is superman.

Will, pure will, without the troubles and complexities of intellect - how happy! how free!