Human misery is too great for men to die without faith.

All special charters of freedom must be abrogated where the universal law of freedom is to flourish.

We know only that our entire existence is forced into new paths and disrupted, that new circumstances, new joys and new sorrows await us, and that the unknown has its uncanny attractions, alluring and at the same time anguishing.

Lo, sleep is good, better is death--in sooth The best of all were never to be born.

You talk of our having an idea; we do not have an idea. The idea has us, and martyrs us, and scourges us, and drives us into the arena to fight and die for it, whether we want to or not.

She resembles the Venus de Milo: she is very old, has no teeth, and has white spots on her yellow skin.

Man,--the aristocrat amongst the animals.