Without God all things are permitted.

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.

Beauty is mysterious as well as terrible. God and devil are fighting there, and the battlefield is the heart of man.

But man is a fickle and disreputable creature and perhaps, like a chess-player, is interested in the process of attaining his goal rather than the goal itself.

Beyond the grave they will find nothing but death. But we shall keep the secret, and for their happiness we shall allure them with the reward of heaven and eternity.

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

I've always considered myself smarter than everyone around me, and sometimes, believe me, I've been ashamed of it. At the least, all my life I've looked away and never could look people straight in the eye.