There is merely bad luck in not being loved; there is misfortune in not loving. All of us, today, are dying of this misfortune. For violence and hatred dry up the heart itself; the long fight for justice exhausts the love that nevertheless gave birth to it.

It is natural to give a clear view of the world after accepting the idea that it must be clear.

One always has exaggerated ideas about what one doesn't know.

What made me run away was doubtless not so much the fear of settling down, but of settling down permanently in something ugly.

Absolute virtue is impossible and the republic of forgiveness leads, with implacable logic, to the republic of the guillotine.

What is a rebel? A man who says no.

I love life - that’s my real weakness. I love it so much that I am incapable of imagining what is not life.