He believed in nothing--neither in God nor immortality.
"I have no faith.... I hate all philosophy and everything that
resembles it, whether religious or otherwise.... I am as incapable
of making a medicine of faith as of having faith in medicine."[37]
"God is stupid and cruel in his complete indifference."[38]
He did not believe in beauty or honour, in mankind or himself.
"Everything passes. Space and time consume beauty, youth, love,
glory, genius. Human life is nothing; death is no better. Worlds
are born and die like ourselves. All is nothing. Yes, yes, yes! All
is nothing.... To love or hate, enjoy or suffer, admire or sneer,
live or die--what does it matter? There is nothing in greatness or
littleness, beauty or ugliness. Eternity is indifferent;
indifference is eternal."[39]
"I am weary of life; and I am forced to see that belief in
absurdities is necessary to human minds, and that it is born in
them as insects are born in swamps."[40]
[Footnote 37: Letters to the Princess of Wittgenstein, 22 July, 21
September, 1862; and August, 1864.]
[Footnote 38: _Memoires_, II, 335.
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