History proves nothing because it contains everything.

The wise man, the sage, is hostile to the new. Disabused, he abdicates: that is his form of protest.

Never to have occasion to take a position, to make up one's mind, or to define oneself - there is no wish I make more often.

Every form of talent involves a certain shameless-ness.

We derive our vitality from our store of madness.

Each of us is born with a share of purity, predestined to be corrupted by our commerce with mankind, by that sin against solitude.

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