What could be more simple and more complex, more obvious and more profound than a portrait.

Where ever I am not is the place where I am myself.

How little remains of the man I once was, save the memory of him! But remembering is only a new form of suffering.

There is no more steely barb than that of the Infinite.

One must work, if not from inclination, at least out of despair — since it proves, on close examination, that work is less boring than amusing oneself.

What strange phenomena we find in a great city, all we need do is stroll about with our eyes open. Life swarms with innocent monsters.

The devil's finest trick is to persuade you that he does not exist.