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

Sometimes we desire absolute nonsense because in our stupidity we see in this nonsense the easiest way of attaining some conjectural good.

He who desires to see the living God face-to-face should not seek him in the empty, firmament of his mind, but in human love.

Come, try, give any one of us, for instance, a little more independence, untie our hands, widen the spheres of our activity, relax the control and we...yes, I assure you...we should be begging to be under control again at once.

In the end they will lay their freedom at our feet and say to us, Make us your slaves, but feed us.

Imagine that you are creating a fabric of human destiny with the object of making men happy in the end, giving them peace and rest at last. Imagine that you are doing this but that it is essential and inevitable to torture to death only one tiny creature...in order to found that edifice on its unavenged tears. Would you consent to be the architect on those conditions? Tell me. Tell the truth.

Neither man nor nation can exist without a sublime idea.