However much I have frequented the mystics, deep down I have always sided with the Devil; unable to equal him in power, I have tried to be worthy of him, at least, in insolence, acrimony, arbitrariness and caprice.

What are you waiting for in order to give up?

Tragic paradox of freedom: the mediocre men who alone make its exercise possible cannot guarantee its duration.

There is no means of proving it is preferable to be than not to be.

To think is to take a cunning revenge in which we camouflage our baseness and conceal our lower instincts.

We derive our vitality from our store of madness.

A distant enemy is always preferable to one at the gate.