At times is it seems that I am living my life backward, and that at the approach of old age my real youth will begin. My soul was born covered with wrinkles. Wrinkles my ancestors and parents most assiduously put there and that I had the greatest trouble removing.

A caterpillar who seeks to know himself would never become a butterfly

By the time a philospher answers a question weve usually forgotten what was asked.

Man: The most complex of beings, and thus the most dependent of beings. On all that made you up, you depend.

A man thinks he owns things, and it is he who is owned

True eloquence forgoes eloquence.

One should want only one thing and want it constantly. Then one is sure of getting it. But I desire everything, and consequently get nothing.