Modern science has as its object as little pain as possible, as long a life as possible - hence a sort of eternal blessedness, but of a very limited kind in comparison with the promises of religion.

And so while dreams are the individual man's play with reality, the sculptor's art is (in a broader sense) the play with dreams.

Give me today, for once, the worst throw of your dice, destiny. Today I transmute everything into gold.

The priest knows, as every one knows, that there is no longer any "God," or any "sinner," or any "Saviour" that "free will" and the "moral order of the world" are lies : serious reflection, the profound self conquest of the spirit, allow no man to pretend that he does not know it.

Physiologists should think before putting down the instinct of self-preservation as the cardinal instinct of an organic being. A living thing seeks above all to discharge its strength--life itself is will to power; self-preservation is only one of the indirect and most frequent results.

When a man is ill his very goodness is sickly.

One pays dearly for being immortal: one must die many times during his life.