I love those who do not know how to live for today.
Nothing has been purchased more dearly than the little bit of reason and sense of freedom which now constitutes our pride.
The irrationality of a thing is no argument against its existence, rather a condition of it.
We do not hate as long as we still attach a lesser value, but only when we attach an equal or a greater value.
Whoever despises himself nonetheless respects himself as one who despises.
Love matches, so called, have illusion for their father and need for their mother.
At times one remains faithful to a cause only because its opponents do not cease to be insipid.
The lie is a condition of life.
The bad gains respect through imitation, the good loses it especially in art.
Fanatics are picturesque, mankind would rather see gestures than listen to reasons.
Experience, as a desire for experience, does not come off. we must not study ourselves while having an experience.
I cannot believe in a god who wants to be praised all the time.
Genteel women suppose that those things do not really exist about which it is impossible to talk in polite company.
Once spirit was god, then it became man, and now it is even becoming mob.
A good writer possesses not only his own spirit but also the spirit of his friends.
Shared joys make a friend, not shared sufferings.
Whoever has witnessed another's ideal becomes his inexorable judge and as it were his evil conscience.
There is more wisdom in your body than in your deepest philosophy.
It is my ambition to say in ten sentences what others say in a whole book.
When one has a great deal to put into it a day has a hundred pockets.
In everything one thing is impossible: rationality.
Regarding life, the wisest men of all ages have judged alike: it is worthless.
Character is determined more by the lack of certain experiences than by those one has had.
Talking much about oneself can also be a means to conceal oneself.
One may sometimes tell a lie, but the grimace that accompanies it tells the truth.
One ought to hold on to one's heart; for if one lets it go, one soon loses control of the head too.
There is not enough love and goodness in the world to permit giving any of it away to imaginary beings.
There is not enough religion in the world even to destroy religion.
A great value of antiquity lies in the fact that its writings are the only ones that modern men still read with exactness.
We hear only those questions for which we are in a position to find answers.