Discretion is deadly to genius; ruinous to talent.
We are all deep in a hell each moment of which is a miracle.
The wise man, the sage, is hostile to the new. Disabused, he abdicates: that is his form of protest.
Time is heavy sometimes; imagine how heavy eternity must be.
In a republic, that paradise of debility, the politician is a petty tyrant who obeys the laws.
In most cases we attach ourselves to in order to take revenge on life, to punish it, to signify we can do without it, that we have found something better, and we also attach ourselves to God in horror of men.