Killing time is the chief end of our society.

Each of us is the only person who can give the other what each of us wants to have: Peace.

When you want to believe in something, you also have to believe in everything that's necessary for believing in it.

Is not man himself the most unsettled of all the creatures of the earth? What is this trembling sensation that is intensified with each ascending step in the natural order?

All of us are mad. If it weren't for the fact that every one of us is slightly abnormal, there wouldn't be any point in giving each person a separate name.

This free will business is a bit terrifying anyway. It's almost pleasanter to obey, and make the most of it.

I think the family is the place where the most ridiculous and least respectable things in the world go on.