What sets us against one another is not our aims - they all come to the same thing - but our methods, which are the fruit of our varied reasoning.

But certainly, for us who understand life, figures are a matter of indifference.

You know...my flower...I'm responsible for her. And she's so weak! And so naive. She has four ridiculous thorns to defend her against the world.

It was the contemplation of God that created men who were equal, for it was in God that they were equal.

You're beautiful, but you're empty.... No one could die for you.

Of what worth are convictions that bring not suffering?

No single event can awaken within us a stranger totally unknown to us. To live is to be slowly born. It would be a bit too easy if we could go about borrowing ready-made souls.