Nothing is more necessary or stronger in us than rebellion.

The sovereign being is burdened with a servitude that crushes him, and the condition of free men is deliberate servility.

Sovereignty, loyalty, and solitude.

The sacred demands the violation of what is normally the object of terrified respect.

Extreme seductiveness is at the boundary of horror

[F]or academic men to be happy, the universe would have to take shape. All of philosophy has no other goal: it is a matter of giving a frock coat to what is, a mathematical frock coat. On the other hand, affirming that the universe resembles nothing and is only formless amounts to saying that the universe is something like a spider or spit.

The chaos of the mind cannot constitute a reply to the providence of the universe. All it can be is an awakening in the night, where all that can be heard is anguished poetry let loose.