More and more, revolution has found itself delivered into the hands of its bureaucrats and doctrinaires on the one hand, and to the enfeebled and bewildered masses on the other.

Travel, which is like a greater and a graver science, brings us back to ourselves.

My life was lucky so that I met, I loved (and disappointed) only outstanding people.

The absurd is sin without God.

Rebellion, in man, is the refusal to be treated as an object and to be reduced to simple historical terms. It is the affirmation of a nature common to all men, which eludes the world of power.

All that I know most surely about morality and obligations I owe to football.

It's a kind of spiritual snobbery that makes people think they can be happy without money.