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.

There is no frontier between being and appearing.

It's not your pictures I like; it's your painting.

All healthy men have thought of their own suicide

I feel like getting married, or committing suicide, or subscribing to L'Illustration. Something desperate, you know.

To remain a man in today's world, one must have not only unfailing energy and unwavering intensity, one must also have a little luck.

Those who prefer their principles over their happiness, they refuse to be happy outside the conditions they seem to have attached to their happiness.