It is almost impossible to carry the torch of truth through a crowd without singeing somebody's beard.

God creates the animals, man creates himself.

Everyone should study at least enough philosophy and belles-lettres to make his sexual experience more delectable.

All mathematical laws which we find in Nature are always suspect to me, in spite of their beauty. They give me no pleasure. They are merely auxiliaries. At close range it is all not true.

God: personified incomprehensibility.

The greater part of human misery is caused by indolence.

If it were true what in the end would be gained? Nothing but another truth. Is this such a mighty advantage? We have enough old truths still to digest, and even these we would be quite unable to endure if we did not sometimes flavor them with lies.