When a man is denied the right to live the life he believes in, he has no choice but to become an outlaw.
You can knock down a genuine belief, if you load up with enough facts that contradict it; but a belief that’s built on nothing except who the person wants to be, nothing can crumble that.
To him who feels himself preordained to contemplation and not to belief, all believers are too noisy and obtrusive; he guards against them.
What we humans think we know is nothing compared to what we need to believe to numb the fear and pain.
What a man believes may be ascertained, not from his creed, but from the assumptions on which he habitually acts.
The necessity of believing without knowledge, nay, often upon very slight grounds, in this fleeting state of action and blindness we are in, should make us more busy and careful to inform ourselves than constrain others.
The liar’s punishment is not in the least that he is not believed, but that he cannot believe anyone else.
The best brothel-scenes in literature have been written, without exception, by pious believers or pious unbelievers.
The ancient belief that dreams foretell the future is not wholly devoid of truth. By picturing our wishes as fulfilled, dreams are after all leading us into the future. But this future, which the dreamer pictures as the present, has been moulded by his indestructible wish into a perfect likeness of the past.