... Divine Love Is Not Something Belonging

I Believe That The Time Given To Refutation In Philosophy Is Usually Time Lost. Of The Many Attacks Directed By Many Thinkers Against Each Other, What Now Remains? Nothing, Or Assuredly Very Little. That Which Counts And Endures Is The Modicum Of Positive Truth Which Each Contributes. The True Statement Is, Of Itself, Able To Displace The Erroneous Idea, And Becomes, Without Our Having Taken The Trouble Of Refuting Anyone, The Best Of Refutations.

Life Does Not Proceed By The Association And Addition Of Elements, But By Dissociation And Division.

The Universe... Is A Machine For The Making Of Gods.

Men Do Not Sufficiently Realize That Their Future Is In Their Own Hands. Theirs Is The Task Of Determining First Of All Whether They Want To Go On Living Or Not. Theirs Is The Responsibility, Then, For Deciding If They Want Merely To Live, Or Intend To Make Just The Extra Effort Required For Fulfilling, Even On This Refractory Planet, The Essential Function Of The Universe, Which Is A Machine For The Making Of Gods.

Art Has No Other Object Than To Set Aside The Symbols Of Practical Utility, The Generalities That Are Conventionally And Socially Accepted, Everything In Fact Which Masks Reality From Us, In Order To Set Us Face To Face With Reality Itself.