There is no true love save in suffering, and in this world we have to choose either love, which is suffering, or happiness. Man is the more man - that is, the more divine - the greater his capacity for suffering, or rather, for anguish.
Love personalizes all that it loves. Only by personalizing it can we fall in love with an idea.
Was man made for science, or was science made for man?
Man habitually sacrifices his life to his purse, but he sacrifices his purse to his vanity.
We need God, not in order to understand the why, but in order to feel and sustain the ultimate wherefore, to give a meaning to the universe.
Life is doubt, and faith without doubt is nothing but death.
Art distills sensations and embodies it with enhanced meaning.
Our life is a hope which is continually converting itself into memory and memory in its turn begets hope.
And killing time is perhaps the essence of comedy, just as the essence of tragedy is killing eternity.
The tears of anguish irritate and excite; but those of repentance are the ones that wash.
The truth is that reason is the enemy of life.
The chiefest sanctity of a temple is that it is a place to which men go to weep in common.
The only reactionaries are those who find themselves at home in the present.
Consciousness is a disease.
These terrible sociologists, who are the astrologers and alchemists of our twentieth century.
Science teaches us, in effect, to submit our reason to the truth and to know and judge of things as they are-that is to say, as they themselves choose to be and not as we would have them to be.
From the subterranean ore of memory we extract the jeweled visions of our future.
Hell has been conceived as a police institution, to inspire fear in this world. But the worst of it all is that it no longer frightens anyone, and therefore it will have to be closed down.
Isolation is the worst possible counselor.
It is truer to say that martyrs create faith more than faith creates martyrs.
Use harms and even destroys beauty. The noblest function of an object is to be contemplated.
All knowledge has an ultimate goal. Knowledge for the sake of knowledge is, say what you will, nothing but a dismal begging of the question.
What is vanity but the longing to survive?
The devil is an angel too.
What we believe to be the motives of our conduct are usually but the pretexts for it.
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