No one can keep his griefs in their prime; they use themselves up.
Intelligence flourishes only in the ages when belief withers.
Far from diminishing the appetite for power, suffering exasperates it.
One cannot live without motives. I have no motives left, and I am living.
There was a time when time did not yet exist.
History is nothing but a procession of false Absolutes, a series of temples raised to pretexts, a degradation of the mind before the Improbable.