And you're sorry that the ephemeral beauty has faded so rapidly, so irretrievably, that it flashed so deceptively and pointlessly before your eyes - you're sorry, for you didn't even have time to fall in love.

How does it come about that what an intelligent man expresses is much stupider than what remains inside him?

All the Utopias will come to pass only when we grow wings and all people are converted into angels.

But do you understand, I cry to him, do you understand that if you have the guillotine in the forefront, and with such glee, it's for the sole reason that cutting heads off is the easiest thing, and having an idea is difficult!

There is no object on earth which cannot be looked at from a cosmic point of view.

And in fact you're not like everyone else: you weren't ashamed just now to confess bad and even ridiculous things about yourself. Who would confess such things nowadays? No one, and people have even stopped feeling any need for self-judgment.

Put away your gods and come and worship ours, or we will kill you and your gods!