Knowledge is an attitude, a passion, actually an illicit attitude. For the compulsion to know is like dipsomania, erotomania, and homicidal mania, in producing a character that is out of balance. It is not at all that the scientist goes after the truth.

Shows itself in the notion that what may be objectively true may in the mouth of certain people become false.

Don't forget to love yourself.

The more a man can forget, the greater the number of metamorphoses which his life can undergo; the more he can remember, the more divine his life becomes.

I divide my time as follows: half the time I sleep, the other half I dream. I never dream when I sleep, for that would be a pity, for sleeping is the highest accomplishment of genius.

This, then, is the ultimate paradox of thought: to want to discover something that thought itself cannot think.

God creates everything out of nothing. And everything which God is to use, he first reduces to nothing