I swear to you gentlemen, that to be overly conscious is a sickness, a real, thorough sickness.

Life is in ourselves and not in the external.

Actions are sometimes performed in a masterly and most cunning way, while the direction of the actions is deranged and dependent on various morbid impressions - it's like a dream.

Can a man of perception respect himself at all?

Beauty is a terrible and awful thing! It is terrible because it has not been fathomed, for God sets us nothing but riddles. Here the boundaries meet and all contradictions exist side by side.

The best way to keep a prisoner from escaping is to make sure he never knows he's in prison.

Man is sometimes extraordinarily, passionately, in love with suffering.