It doesn't matter whether or not you have a head, you must wear the right sort of hat

I hope for nothing. I fear nothing. I am free.

Before me is the abyss. How can I leap across it? And if I do not leap, how shall I ever be able to reach God?

Yes, there is weeping, even in heaven, but it is for those who are still crawling on the earth.

How simple and frugal a thing is happiness.

What, then is our duty? It is to carefully distinguish the historic moment in which we live and to consciously assign our small energies to a specific battlefield. The more we are in phase with the current which leads the way, the more we aid man in his difficult, uncertain, danger-fraught ascent toward salvation.

My principle anguish and the source of all my joys and sorrows from my youth onward has been the incessant, merciless battle between the spirit and the flesh.