The afflicted are not listened to. They are like someone whose tongue has been cut out and who occasionally forgets the fact. When they move their lips no ear perceives any sound. And they themselves soon sink into impotence in the use of language, because of the certainty of not being heard.

Official history is believing the murderers at their word.

Evil being the root of mystery, pain is the root of knowledge.

Evil when we are in its power is not felt as evil but as a necessity, or even a duty.

All the Freudian system is impregnated with the prejudice which it makes it its mission to fight -- the prejudice that everything sexual is vile.

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

Imaginary evil is romantic and varied; real evil is gloomy, monotonous, barren, boring. Imaginary good is boring; real good is always new, marvelous, intoxicating.