In art as in love, instinct is enough.

All the good writers of confessions, from Augustine onwards, are men who are still a little in love with their sins.

It is human nature to think wisely and to act in an absurd fashion.

Without the Utopians of other times, men would still live in caves, miserable and naked. It was Utopians who traced the lines of the first City.....Out of generous dreams come beneficial realities. Utopia is the principle of all progress, and the essay into a better future.

It is only the poor who are forbidden to beg.

There are no bad books any more than there are ugly women.

Men are not created to know, men are not created to understand ... and our illusions increase with our knowledge.