Here lives a free man. Nobody serves him.

Myths are made for the imagination to breath life into them.

There are more things to admire in men than to despise.

[Many artists], even the greatest ones, are not sure of their own existence. So they search for proof, they judge, they condemn. It strengthens them, it is the beginnings of existence. They are alone!

We get into the habit of living before acquiring the habit of thinking. In that race which daily hastens us towards death, the body maintains its irreparable lead.

In truth, I was so good at being a man, with such plenitude and simplicity, that I thought I was something of a superman.

Forever I shall be a stranger to myself. In psychology as in logic, there are truths but no truth.