The enemies of living life; outdated little liberals, afraid of their own independence; lackeys of thought, enemies of the person and freedom, decrepit preachers of carrion and rot!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!

Since I wasn't consulted at the time of the creation of the world, I reserve for myself the right to have my own opinion about it.

Two times two will be four even without my will. Is that what you call man's free will?

We are born dead, and we are becoming more and more contented with our condition. We are acquiring the taste for it.

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

I have a plan-to go mad.

So long as man remains free he strives for nothing so incessantly and so painfully as to find someone to worship.