I sit astride life like a bad rider on a horse. I only owe it to the horse's good nature that I am not thrown off at this very moment.

Suppose someone follows the series "1,3,5,7, ..", and in writing the series 2x+1; and he asked himself "But am I always doing the same thing, or something different every time?" If from one day to the next someone promises: "Tomorrow I will give up smoking", does he say the same thing every day, or every day something different?

If, for example, you were to think more deeply about death, then it would be truly strange if, in so doing, you did not encounter new images.

I don't know why we are here, but I'm pretty sure that it is not in order to enjoy ourselves.

Logic must look after itself. In a certain sense, we cannot make mistakes in logic.

Make sure that your religion is a matter between you and God only.

Think of words as instruments characterized by their use, and then think of the use of a hammer, the use of a chisel, the use of a square, of a glue pot, and of the glue.