Certain brief sentences are peerless in their ability to give one the feeling that nothing remains to be said.
Falsity cannot keep an idea from being beautiful; there are certain errors of such ingenuity that one could regret their not ranking among the achievements of the human mind.
Far too often the choices reality proposes are such as to take away one's taste for choosing.
God, that dumping ground of our dreams.
Greatness, in order to gain recognition, must all too often consent to ape greatness.
Hatred, for the man who is not engaged in it, is a little like the odor of garlic for one who hasn't eaten any.
I don't judge a regime by the damning criticism of the opposition, but by the ingenuous praise of the partisan.
I prefer the honest jargon of reality to the outright lies of books.
I should have no use for a paradise in which I should be deprived of the right to prefer hell.
In order to remain true to oneself one ought to renounce one's party three times a day.
In politics, yesterday's lie is attacked only to flatter today's.
One kills a man, one is an assassin; one kills millions, one is a conqueror; one kills everybody, one is a god.
It is sometimes important for science to know how to forget the things she is surest of.
It is sometimes well for a blatant error to draw attention to overmodest truths.
It may offend us to hear our own thoughts expressed by others: we are not sure enough of their souls.