Knowing what [Christ] knew , knowing all about mankind--ah! who would have thought that the crime is not so much to make others die, but to die oneself--confronted day and night with his innocent crime, it became too difficult to go on. It was better to get it over with, to not defend himself, to die, in order not to be the only one to have survived, and to go elsewhere, where, perhaps, he would be supported.

What is called a reason for living is also an excellent reason for dying.

Fancy language, like poplin, too often conceals an eczema.

There is always a certain hour of the day and of the night when a man’s courage is at its lowest ebb, and it was that hour only that he feared.

We can't do without dominating others or being served.... The essential thing, in sum, is being able to get angry without the other person being able to answer back.

...Any authentic creation is a gift to the future.

I have no friends, I only have accomplices now. On the other hand, my accomplices are more numerous than my friends: they are the human race.