I hear nothings, I speak nothings, I take interest in nothing and from nothing to nothing I travel gently down the dull way which leads to becoming nothing.

Rules of society are nothing; one's conscience is the umpire.

Heed the still small voice that so seldom leads us wrong, and never into folly.

I hear nothings, I speak nothings, I take interest in nothing and from nothing to nothing I travel gently down the dull way which leads to becoming nothing.

Ah! I shall repeat it endlessly, the only misfortune is to be born!

I love nothing and that is the true cause of my ennui.

God is not more incomprehensible than you; but if he is not more just, it is hardly worth while beIieving in him.