A man without ethics is a wild beast loosed upon this world.

Man cannot do without beauty, and this is what our era pretends to want to disregard.

In our society, any man who doesn't cry at his mother's funeral is liable to be condemned to death.

In fact, other people create for lack of power. I, on the other hand, do not need a work: I live.

Over there, in Europe, all was shame and anger. Here it was exile or solitude, among these languid and agitated madmen who danced in order to die.

[Love] is the type of disease that spares neither the intelligent nor the idiotic.

…. Query: How contrive not to waste one's time? Answer: By being fully aware of it all the while. Ways in which this can be done: By spending one's days on an uneasy chair in a dentist's waiting-room; by remaining on one's balcony all of a Sunday afternoon; by listening to lectures in a language on doesn't know; by traveling by the longest and least-convenient train routes, and of course standing all the way; by lining up at the box-office of theaters and then not buying a seat; and so forth.