I believe in the possibility of happiness, if one cultivates intuition and outlives the grosser passions, including optimism.

The line between what is known scientifically and what has to be assumed in order to support knowledge is impossible to draw. Memory itself is an internal rumour.

Skepticism is the chastity of the intellect...

If you prefer illusions to realities, it is only because all decent realities have eluded you and left you in the lurch; or else your contempt for the world is mere hypocrisy and funk.

Life is not a spectacle or a feast; it is a predicament.

Parents lend children their experience and a vicarious memory; children endow their parents with a vicarious immortality.

Beware of long arguments and long beards.