Truth, like light, blinds. Falsehood, on the contrary, is a beautiful twilight that enhances every object.

Nature is a burning and frigid, transparent and limited universe in which nothing is possible but everything is given.

It is in the thick of calamity that one gets hardened to the truth - in other words, to silence.

But all the long speeches, all the interminable days and hours that people had spent talking about my soul, had left me with the impression of a colorless swirling river that was making me dizzy.

To those who despair of everything reason cannot provide a faith, but only passion, and in this case it must be the same passion that lay at the root of the despair, namely humiliation and hatred.

There can be no question of holding forth on ethics. I have seen people behave badly with great morality and I note every day that integrity has no need of rules

In order to speak about all and to all, one has to speak of what all know and of the reality common to us all. The sea, rains, necessity, desire, the struggle against death... these are things that unite us all.