All men have a sweetness in their life. That is what helps them go on. It is towards that they turn when they feel too worn out.

I used to advertise my loyalty and I don't believe there is a single person I loved that I didn't eventually betray.

Life should be lived to the point of tears

As for those whose role it is to love us - I mean, relatives and in-laws (what a word)- It's a different tune. They find the right word, but it's usually the one that wounds.

It is not true that the heart wears out - but the body creates this illusion.

Ah! my friend, for whomever is alone, without a god and without a master, the weight of time is terrible. One must then choose a master, God being out of style.

And indeed it could be said that once the faintest stirring of hope became possible, the dominion of plague was ended.