The truth is a trap: you cannot get it without it getting you; you cannot get the truth by capturing it, only by its capturing you.

The truly simple way of presenting Christianity is to do it.

Where am I? Who am I? How did I come to be here? What is this thing called the world? How did I come into the world? Why was I not consulted? And If I am compelled to take part in it, where is the director? I want to see him.

I stick my finger into existence and it smells of nothing.

Instruction begins when you, the teacher, learn from the learner; put yourself in his place so that you may understand . . . what he learns and the way he understands it.

Theology sits rouged at the window and courts philosophy's favor, offering to sell her charms to it.

It is a frightful satire and an epigram on the modern age that the only use it knows for solitude is to make it a punishment, a jail sentence.