Hell is an outrage on humanity. When you tell me that your deity made you in his image, I reply that he must have been very ugly.

I advance in life, I grow more simple, and I become more and more patriotic for humanity.

Winter is on my head, but eternal spring is in my heart; I breathe at this hour the fragrance of the lilacs, the violets, and the roses, as at twenty years ago.

True thinkers are characterized by a blending of clearness and mystery.

Taste is the common sense of genius.

Genius is a promontory jutting out into the infinite.

For prying into any human affairs, non are equal to those whom it does not concern.