My scholarly expectation is then that I may succeed in becoming clever in philosophy in spite of my stupidity.

A human being is a spirit. But what is spirit? Spirit is the self. But what is self? The self is a relation that relates itself to itself or is the relation's relating itself to itself in the relation.

Far from idleness being the root of all evil, it is rather the only true good.

The more people who believe something, the more apt it is to be wrong. The person who's right often has to stand alone.

People commonly travel the world over to see rivers and mountains, new stars, garish birds, freak fish, grotesque breeds of human; they fall into an animal stupor that gapes at existence and they think they have seen something.

It is tragic-comic to see that all this knowledge and understanding exercises no power at all over men's lives, that their lives do not express in the remotest way what they have understood, but rather the opposite.

Faith is the highest passion in a man.