One plays at being immortal and after a few weeks one doesn't even know whether or not one can hang on till the next day.

It is impossible to give a clear account of the world, but art can teach us to reproduce it-just as the world reproduces itself in the course of its eternal gyrations. The primordial sea indefatigably repeats the same words and casts up the same astonished beings on the same sea-shore.

Great feelings take with them their own universe, splendid or abject.

That's the way man is, cher monsieur. He has two faces: he can't love without self-love.

The greatness of man lies in his decision to be stronger than his condition.

Note, besides, that it is no more immoral to directly rob citizens than to slip indirect taxes into the price of goods that they cannot do without.

If we believe in nothing, if nothing has any meaning and if we can affirm no values whatsoever, then everything is possible and nothing has any importance.