People have played on words and pretended to believe that refusing to grant a meaning to life necessarily leads to declaring that it is not worth living. In truth, there is no necessary common measure between these two judgments.

We turn our backs on nature; we are ashamed of beauty. Our wretched tragedies have a smell of the office clinging to them, and the blood that trickles from them is the color of printer's ink.

From Pandora's Box, where all the ills of humanity swarmed, the Greeks drew out hope after all the others, as the most dreadful of all. I know no more stirring symbol; for, contrary to the general belief, hope equals resignation. And to live is not to resign oneself.

There is the good and the bad, the great and the low, the just and the unjust. I swear to you that all that will never change.

All modern revolutions have ended in a reinforcement of the power of the State.

Truth is not a virtue, but a passion. It is never charitable.

I had the whole sky in my eyes and it was blue and gold.