Freedom of the press is perhaps the freedom that has suffered the most from the gradual degradation of the idea of liberty.

The only real progress lies in learning to be wrong all alone.

People don't love each other at our age, Marthe—they please each other, that's all. Later on, when you're old and impotent, you can love someone. At our age, you just think you do. That's all it is.

Here lives a free man. Nobody serves him.

I used to advertise my loyalty and I don't believe there is a single person I loved that I didn't eventually betray.

... I suppose that it is not so easy to go home and it takes a bit of time to make a son out of a stranger.

No code of ethics and no effort are justifiable a priori in the face of the cruel mathematics that command our condition.