Perhaps I really regard myself as an intelligent man only because throughout my entire life I've never been able to start or finish anything.

If there were no God, he would have to be invented.

To go wrong in one's own way is better than to go right in someone else's.

A society should be judged not by how it treats its outstanding citizens but by how it treats its criminals.

I am a sick man...I am a wicked man. An unattractive man. I think my liver hurts. However, i don't know a fig about my sickness, and am not sure what it is that hurts me. I am not being treated and never have been, though I respect medicine. What's more, I am also superstitious in the extreme; well, at least enough to respect medicine.

The enemies of living life; outdated little liberals, afraid of their own independence; lackeys of thought, enemies of the person and freedom, decrepit preachers of carrion and rot! What do they have: gray heads, the golden mean, the most abject and philistine giftlessness, envious equality, equality without personal dignity, equality as understood by a lackey or a Frenchman of the year ninety-three...And scoundrells, above all, scoundrels, scoundrels everywhere!

...it all, maybe, most likely, indeed, might turn out for the best.