To exist is equivalent to an act of faith, a protest against the truth, an interminable prayer. As soon as they consent to live, the unbeliever and the man of faith are fundamentally the same, since both have made the only decision that defines a being.

Impossible to spend sleepless nights and accomplish anything: if, in my youth, my parents had not financed my insomnias, I should surely have killed myself.

Great persecutors are recruited among martyrs whose heads haven't been cut off.

All that shimmers on the surface of the world, all that we call interesting, is the fruit of ignorance and inebriation.

Jealousy - that jumble of secret worship and ostensible aversion.

Every thought derives from a thwarted sensation.

Think of God and not religion, of ecstasy and not mysticism. The difference between the theoretician of faith and the believer is as great as between the psychiatrist and the psychotic.