I don't see why it's impossible to express everything that's on one's mind.
Go and try to disprove death. Death will disprove you, and that's all!
The fact is that previously they were simply dunces and now they've suddenly become nihilists.
Love isn't actually a feeling at all--it's an illness, a certain condition of body and soul.... Usually it takes possession of someone without his permission, all of a sudden, against his will--just like cholera or a fever.
I look up to heaven only when I want to sneeze.
What a magnificent body, how I should like to see it on the dissecting table.