But in the end one needs more courage to live than to kill himself.

I've seen of enough of people who die for an idea. I don't believe in heroism; I know it's easy and I've learned it can be murderous. What interests me is living and dying for what one loves.

Imagination offers people consolation for what they cannot be, and humor for what they actually are.

Nothing is given to mankind and what little men can conquer must be paid for with unjust death. But man's grandeur lies elsewhere, in his decision to rise above his condition.

Seeking what is true is not seeking what is desirable.

After all, every murderer when he kills runs the risk of the most dreadful of deaths, whereas those who kill him risk nothing except promotion.

Old women even forget how to love their sons. The heart gets worn out, Monsieur.