In fear I hurried this way and that. I had the taste of blood and chocolate in my mouth, the one as hateful as the other.

Love of God is not always the same as love of good.

And what is called history at school, and all we learn by heart there about heroes and geniuses and great deeds and fine emotions, is all nothing but a swindle invented by the schoolmasters for educational reasons to keep children occupied for a given number of years. It has always been so and always will be.

Everything is necessary, everything needs only my agreement, my assent, my loving understanding; then all is well with me and nothing can harm me.

To achieve the possible, we must attempt the impossible again and again.

That's the way it is when you love. It makes you suffer, and I have suffered much in the years since. But it matters little that you suffer, so long as you feel alive with a sense of the close bond that connects all living things, so long as love does not die!

The cup was emptied and would never be filled again.