A sub-clerk in the post-office is the equal of a conqueror if consciousness is common to them.

People don't love each other at our age, Marthe—they please each other, that's all. Later on, when you're old and impotent, you can love someone. At our age, you just think you do. That's all it is.

Likewise, every time somebody interjects to speak of my honesty there is someone who quivers inside me.

More and more, when faced with the world of men, the only reaction is one of individualism. Man alone is an end unto himself. Everything one tries to do for the common good ends in failure.

The struggle to the top alone will make a human heart SWELL.

To live is in itself a value judgment. To breathe is to judge.

We all have a weakness for beauty.