The Universal view melts things into a blur.
The fear of being deceived is the vulgar version of the quest for Truth.
Skepticism is the sadism of embittered souls.
To want fame is to prefer dying scorned than forgotten.
One hardly saves a world without ruling it.
The fanatic is incorruptible: if he kills for an idea, he can just as well get himself killed for one; in either case, tyrant or martyr, he is a monster.
The limit of every pain is an even greater pain.
Isn’t history ultimately the result of our fear of boredom?
So long as man is protected by madness – he functions – and flourishes.
If we could see ourselves as others see us, we would vanish on the spot.