So long as man is protected by madness - he functions - and flourishes.

Intelligence flourishes only in the ages when belief withers.

Man is unacceptable.

The task of the solitary man is to be even more solitary.

In every man sleeps a prophet, and when he wakes there is a little more evil in the world.

Paradise was unendurable, otherwise the first man would have adapted to it; this world is no less so, since here we regret paradise or anticipate another one. What to do? where to go? Do nothing and go nowhere, easy enough.