There are souls which, crab-like, crawl continually toward darkness, going back in life rather than advancing in it, using what experience they have to increase their deformity, growing worse without ceasing, and becoming steeped more and more thoroughly in an intensifying wickedness.

Prayer is an august avowal of ignorance.

One sees qualities at a distance and defects at close range.

There is something more terrible than a hell of suffering--a hell of boredom.

Right is right only when entire.

Let us fear the worst, but work with faith; the best will always take care of itself.

I am for religion, against religions.