Forgive me," he went on. "For a long time I have had the peculiar habit of not arriving but appearing.

But if God is gone and man is no longer master, then who is master?

He was no longer quite sure whether anything he had ever thought or felt was truly his own property, or whether his thoughts were merely a common part of the world’s store of ideas which had always existed ready-made and which people only borrowed, like books from a library.

Nothing is more repugnant to me than brotherly feelings grounded in the common baseness people see in one another.

Why don't you ever use your strength on me?" she said. Because love means renouncing strength," said Franz softly.

A man able to think isn't defeated - even when he is defeated.

When we ignore the body, we are more easily victimized by it.