All men have a sweetness in their life. That is what helps them go on. It is towards that they turn when they feel too worn out.
Martyrs, my friend, have to choose between being forgotten, mocked or used. As for being understood - never.
Love is the kind of illness that does not spare the intelligent or the dull.
Life is the sum of your choices.
We rarely confide in those who are better than we are.
Poor and free rather than rich and enslaved. Of course, men want to be both rich and free, and this is what leads them at times to be poor and enslaved.