The real 19th century prophet was Dostoevsky, not Karl Marx.
Real nobility is based on scorn, courage, and profound indifference.
Real fulfillment, for the man who allows absolutely free rein to his desires, and who much dominate everything, lies in hatred.
The real difficulty, the difficulty which has baffled the sages of all times, is rather this: how can we make our teaching so potent in the motional life of man, that its influence should withstand the pressure of the elemental psychic forces in the individual?
We know nothing at all. All our knowledge is but the knowledge of schoolchildren. The real nature of things we shall never know.
I believe in intuition and inspiration. Imagination is more important than knowledge. For knowledge is limited, whereas imagination embraces the entire world, stimulating progress, giving birth to evolution. It is, strictly speaking, a real factor in scientific research.
It is not a lack of real affection that scares me away again and again from marriage. Is it a fear of the comfortable life, of nice furniture, of dishonor that I burden myself with, or even the fear of becoming a contented bourgeois.
To raise new questions, new possibilities, to regard old problems from a new angle, requires creative imagination and marks real advance in science.
The economic anarchy of capitalist society as it exists today is, in my opinion, the real source of evil.
I take it to be true that pure thought can grasp the real, as the ancients had dreamed.
Matter is real to my senses, but they aren’t trustworthy. If Galileo or Copernicus had accepted what they saw, they would never have discovered the movement of the earth and planets.
Insofar as mathematics is true, it does not describe the real world. Insofar as it describes the real world, it is not true.
Quantum mechanics is certainly imposing. But an inner voice tells me that this is not yet the real thing. The theory says a lot, but does not bring us any closer to the secrets of the “Old One.” I, at any rate, am convinced that He is not playing at dice.
I believe that the first step in the setting of a real external world is the formation of the concept of bodily objects and of bodily objects of various kinds.
Only those who respect the personality of others can be of real use to them.
Thought is the strongest thing we have. Work done by true and profound thought – that is a real force.
The only ones who will find real happiness are those who find a way to serve.
But I don’t want comfort. I want God, I want poetry, I want real danger, I want freedom, I want goodness. I want sin.
In real life there is no such thing as the average man.
The horror no less than the charm of real life consists precisely in the recurrent actualization of the inconceivable.