I cling like a miser to the freedom that disappears as soon as there is an excess of things.

... here, where the gaze is stopped everywhere, the whole earth is designed so that the face turns upward and the gaze implores. Oh! I hate this world where we are reduced to God.

I shall not, as far as I am concerned, try to pass myself off as a Christian in your presence. I share with you the same revulsion from evil. But I do not share your hope, and I continue to struggle against this universe in which children suffer and die.

A craving for freedom and independence is generated only in a man still living on hope.

Men and women consume one another rapidly in what is called "the act of love," or else settle down to a mild habit of conjugality. We seldom find a mean between these two extremes.

Greatness consists in trying to be great. There is no other way.

Rebellion cannot exist without the feeling that somewhere, in some way, you are justified.