What an occupation! To sit and flay your fellow men and then offer their skins for sale and expect them to buy them.
I hated her now with a hatred more fatal than indifference because it was the other side of love.
The world, life and human beings are only an illusion, a phantom, a dream image.
Silence hides nothing. Words conceal.
Growing old-it's not nice, but it's interesting.
Oh, I have loved him too much to feel no hate for him.