She liked him too much to marry him, that was the point; something told her that she should not be satisfied, and to inflict upon a man who offered so much a wife with a tendency to criticize would be a peculiarly discreditable act.

There is a little good in the worst of us and a little bad in the best of us and it ill behoves any of us to criticize the rest of us.

Yes, we inevitably turn to God; for this religious sentiment is of its nature so pure, so delightful to the soul that experiences it, that it makes up to us for all our other losses.

Every church is a stone on the grave of a god-man: it does not want him to rise up again under any circumstances.

Written By Friedrich Nietzsche

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