My respect for the inconsiderable is assuming gigantic dimensions.

To be sure, the dog is loyal. But why, on that account, should we take him as an example? He is loyal to man, not to other dogs.

Nationalism is the love which ties me to the blockheads of my country, to the insultors of my way of life, and to the desecrators of my language.

One can translate an editorial but not a poem. For one can go across the border naked but not without one's skin; for, unlike clothes, one cannot get a new skin.

Where do I find the time for not reading so many books?

Hate must make a man productive. Otherwise one might as well love.

Psychoanalysts are father confessors who like to listen to the sins of the father as well.