If the only significant history of human thought were to be written, it would have to be the history of its successive regrets and its impotences.
Blessed are the hearts that can bend; they shall never be broken.
Intelligence in chains loses in lucidity what it gains in intensity.
Freedom is not constituted primarily of privileges but of responsibilities.
I have always felt I lived on the high seas, threatened, at the heart of a royal happiness.
When the soul suffers too much, it develops a taste for misfortune.