Fortunately the sky is beautiful everywhere.

We possess nothing in the world - a mere chance can strip us of everything - except the power to say 'I.

Mathematics alone make us feel the limits of our intelligence. For we can always suppose in the case of an experiment that it is inexplicable because we don't happen to have all the data. In mathematics we have all the data, brought together in the full light of demonstration, and yet we don't understand. We always come back to the contemplation of our human wretchedness. What force is in relation to our will, the impenetrable opacity of mathematics is in relation to our intelligence.

Money destroys human roots wherever it is able to penetrate, by turning desire for gain into the sole motive. It easily manages to outweigh all other motives, because the effort it demands of the mind is so very much less. Nothing is so clear and so simple as a row of figures.

Oppression that is clearly inexorable and invincible does not give rise to revolt but to submission.

I only read what I am hungry for at the moment when I have an appetite for it, and then I do not read, I eat.

A mind enclosed in language is in prison.