We always deceive ourselves twice about the people we love - first to their advantage, then to their disadvantage.

It is better to burn than to disappear.

And real nobility (that of the heart) is based on scorn, courage, and profound indifference.

And so I learned that familiar paths traced in the dusk of summer evenings may lead as well to prison as to innocent untroubled sleep.

I opened myself to the gentle indifference of the world.

I have always felt I lived on the high seas, threatened, at the heart of a royal happiness.

There can be no true goodness, nor true love, without the utmost clear-sightedness.