Man cannot do without beauty, and this is what our era pretends to want to disregard.

Here lives a free man. Nobody serves him.

What is human in me is not what is best in me. What is human in me is that I desire, and to obtain what I desire, I believe I would crush anything that stood in my way.

When a war breaks out, people say: "It's too stupid; it can't last long." But though a war may well be "too stupid," that doesn't prevent its lasting. Stupidity has a knack of getting its way; as we should see if we were not always so much wrapped up in ourselves.

This is the century of fear.

Each generation doubtless feels called upon to reform the world. Mine knows that it will not reform it, but its task is perhaps even greater. It consists in preventing the world from destroying itself.

If absolute truth belongs to anyone in this world, it certainly does not belong to the man or party that claims to possess it.