When one is engaged in a desperate defense of one's world and its values, nothing can be given away, any breach in the walls might be fatal, every point must be defended to the death.

The very desire for guarantees that our values are eternal and secure in some objective heaven is perhaps only a craving for the certainties of childhood or the absolute values of our primitive past.

True knowledge is knowledge of why things are as they are, and not merely what they are.

We are doomed to choose and every choice may entail irreparable loss.

One must look at what impiety hates, what puts it in a rage, what it attacks always, everywhere, and with fury - that will be the truth.

Philosophers are adults who persist in asking childish questions.

When a man speaks of the need for realism one may be sure that this is always the prelude to some bloody deed.