After all manner of professors have done their best for us, the place we are to get knowledge is in books. The true university of these days is a collection of books.

Beauty is unbearable, drives us to despair, offering us for a minute the glimpse of an eternity that we should like to stretch out over the whole of time.

To insure the adoration of a theorem for any length of time, faith is not enough, a police force is needed as well.

The absurd is the essential concept and the first truth.

A taste for truth at any cost is a passion which spares nothing.