The chiefest sanctity of a temple is that it is a place to which men go to weep in common.

A man does not die of love or his liver or even of old age; he dies of being a man.

If a philosopher is not a man, he is anything but a philosopher; he is above all a pedant, and a pedant is a caricature of a man.

The only way to give finality to the world is to give it consciousness.

If it is nothingness that awaits us, let us make an injustice of it, let us fight against destiny, even without hope of victory.

Science is a cemetery of dead ideas, even though life may issue from them.

Man dies of cold, not of darkness.