The price we pay for our advance in civilization is a loss of happiness through the heightening of the sense of guilt.

The creative writer does the same as the child at play; he creates a world of fantasy which he takes very seriously.

Where they love they do not desire and where they desire they do not love.

When the wayfarer whistles in the dark, he may be disavowing his timidity, but he does not see any the more clearly for doing so.

I have found little that is 'good' about human beings on the whole. In my experience most of them are trash, no matter whether they publicly subscribe to this or that ethical doctrine or to none at all. That is something that you cannot say aloud, or perhaps even think.

Children are completely egoistic; they feel their needs intensely and strive ruthlessly to satisfy them.

The first human who hurled an insult instead of a stone was the founder of civilization.