That's always the way with fanatics; they cross themselves at the tavern and throw stones at the temple.

In the realist, faith is not born from miracles, but miracles from faith.

The perpetration of a crime is accompanied by illness!

Loving someone is different from being in love with someone. You can hate someone you're in love with

I am a wicked man... But do you know, gentlemen, what was the main point about my wickedness? The whole thing, precisely was, the greatest nastiness precisely lay in my being shamefully conscious every moment, even in moments of the greatest bile, that I was not only not a wicked man but was not even an embittered man, that I was simply frightening sparrows in vain, and pleasing myself with it.

To be acutely conscious is a disease, a real, honest-to-goodness disease.

One's own free unfettered choice, one's own caprice-however wild it may be, one's own fancy worked up at times to frenzy-is that very "most advantageous advantage" which we have overlooked, which comes under no classification and against which all systems and theories are continually being shattered to atoms... [an]will attain his object-that is, convince himself he is a man and not a piano-key!