What are you waiting for in order to give up?

Nothing proves that we are more than nothing.

In order to have the stuff of a tyrant, a certain mental derangement is necessary.

In a republic, that paradise of debility, the politician is a petty tyrant who obeys the laws.

My enthusiasms...constitute my reserves, my unexploited resources, perhaps my future.

All people see fires, storms, explosions, or landscapes; but how many feel the flames, the lightnings, the whirlwinds, or the harmony? How many have an inner beauty that tinges their melancholy?

Knowledge subverts love: in proportion as we penetrate our secrets, we come to loathe our kind, precisely because they resemble us.