There was a time when I didn’t at any minute have the slightest idea how I could reach the next one. Yes, one can wage war in this world, ape love, torture one’s fellow man, or merely say evil of one’s neighbour while knitting. But, in certain cases, carrying on, merely continuing, is superhuman.

Truth is not a virtue, but a passion. It is never charitable.

It's not the struggle that makes us artists, but Art that makes us struggle.

Ah, mon cher, for anyone who is alone, without God and without a master, the weight of days is dreadful.

Great feelings take with them their own universe, splendid or abject.

Nothing is more despicable than respect based on fear.

I shall not, as far as I am concerned, try to pass myself off as a Christian in your presence. I share with you the same revulsion from evil. But I do not share your hope, and I continue to struggle against this universe in which children suffer and die.