Man is an intelligence in servitude to his organs. |
Maybe this world is another planet's Hell. |
Maybe this world is another planet's Hell. |
Morality is always the product of terror; its chains and strait-waistcoats are fashioned by those who dare not trust others, because they dare not trust themselves, to walk in liberty. |
Most human beings have an absolute and infinite capacity for taking things for granted |
Most human beings have an almost infinite capacity for taking things for granted. |
Most human beings have an almost infinite capacity for taking things for granted. |
Most ignorance is vincible ignorance. We don't know because we don't want to know. |
Most of one's life is one prolonged effort to prevent oneself thinking. |
Most vices demand considerable self-sacrifices. There is no greater mistake than to suppose that a vicious life is a life of uninterrupted pleasure. It is a life almost as wearisome and painful -- if strenuously led -- as Christian's in The Pilgrim's Progress. |
My fate cannot be mastered; it can only be collaborated with and thereby, to some extent, directed. Nor am I the captain of my soul; I am only its noisiest passenger. |
My father considered a walk among the mountains as the equivalent of churchgoing. |
No man ever dared to manifest his boredom so insolently as does a Siamese tomcat when he yawns in the face of his amorously importunate wife. |
Nonsense is an assertion of man's spiritual freedom in spite of all the oppressions of circumstance |
Nonsense is an assertion of man's spiritual freedom in spite of all the oppressions of circumstance |