Good health is the best weapon against religion. Healthy bodies and healthy minds have never been shaken by religious fears.
If there is anyone who owes everything to Bach, it is certainly God.
We are so lonely in life that we must ask ourselves if the loneliness of dying is not a symbol of our human existence.
There is no other world. Nor even this one. What, then, is there? The inner smile provoked in us by the patent nonexistence of both.
Glory - once achieved, what is it worth?
Espousing the melancholy of ancient symbols, I would have freed myself.
The more intense a spiritual leader's appetite for power, the more he is concerned to limit it to others.
If, at the limit, you can rule without crime, you cannot do so without injustices.
Those who believe in their truth -- the only ones whose imprint is retained by the memory of men -- leave the earth behind them strewn with corpses. Religions number in their ledgers more murders than the bloodiest tyrannies account for, and those whom humanity has called divine far surpass the most conscientious murderers in their thirst for slaughter.
We must suffer to the end, to the moment when we stop believing in suffering.
Melancholy: an appetite no misery satisfies.
Progress is the injustice each generation commits with regard to its predecessors.
Our place is somewhere between being and nonbeing - between two fictions.
Who Rebels? Who rises in arms? Rarely the slave, but almost always the oppressor turned slave.
Self-conscious rejection of the absolute is the best way to resist God; thus illusion, the substance of life, is saved.
An existence transfigured by failure.
All the concessions we make to Eros are holes in our desire for the absolute.
Each of us is born with a share of purity, predestined to be corrupted by our commerce with mankind, by that sin against solitude.
Speech and silence. We feel safer with a madman who talks than with one who cannot open his mouth.
To live entirely without a goal! I have glimpsed this state, and have often attained it, without managing to remain there: I am too weak for such happiness.
Insomnia is a vertiginous lucidity that can convert paradise itself into a place of torture.
Tears do not burn except in solitude.
Were we to undertake an exhaustive self-scrutiny, disgust would paralyze us, we would be doomed to a thankless existence.
Jealousy - that jumble of secret worship and ostensible aversion.
One can experience loneliness in two ways: by feeling lonely in the world or by feeling the loneliness of the world.
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