If one could only say just once: 'this is clear', all would be saved

After all perhaps the greatness of art lies in the perpetual tension between beauty and pain, the love of men and the madness of creation, unbearable solitude and the exhausting crowd, rejection and consent.

The most exhausting effort in my life has been to suppress my own nature in order to make it serve my biggest plans.

More and more, revolution has found itself delivered into the hands of its bureaucrats and doctrinaires on the one hand, and to the enfeebled and bewildered masses on the other.

... I suppose that it is not so easy to go home and it takes a bit of time to make a son out of a stranger.

May heaven protect us, cher monsieur, from being set on a pedestal by our friends!!!

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.