Everything is true, and nothing is true!
It is immoral not to tell.
Truth is not a virtue, but a passion. It is never charitable.
I cling like a miser to the freedom that disappears as soon as there is an excess of things.
I knew a pure heart who refused tot be mistrustful.... He had written at his doorstep: "From wherever you are, enter and be welcome". Who do you think responded to this lovely invitation? The militia, who made themselves at home and gutted him.
A single sentence will suffice for modern man. He fornicated and read the papers. After that vigorous definition, the subject will be, if I may say so, exhausted.