Only a man who has felt ultimate despair is capable of feeling ultimate bliss.

Nothing makes time pass or shortens the way like a thought that absorbs in itself all the faculties of the one who is thinking. External existence is then like a sleep of which this thought is the dream. Under its influence, time has no more measure, space has no more distance.

I do not often laugh, sir, as you may perceive by the air of my countenance; but nevertheless, I retain the privilege of laughing when I please.

How did I escape? With difficulty. How did I plan this moment? With pleasure!

If you wish to discover the guilty person, first find out to whom the crime might be useful.

You who weep for pleasures fled, While dragging on a life of care, All your woes will melt in air, If to god your tears are shed, You who Weap!

Woman is sacred; the woman one loves is holy.