To read is to let someone else work for you - the most delicate form of exploitation.

True moral elegance consists in the art of disguising one's victories as defeats.

No human beings are more dangerous than those who have suffered for a belief

The premonition of madness is complicated by the fear of lucidity in madness, the fear of the moments of return and reunion... One would welcome chaos if one were not afraid of lights in it.

One is and remains a slave as long as one is not cured of hoping.

To exist is a habit I do not despair of acquiring.

I try--without success--to stop finding reasons for vanity in anything. When I happen to manage it nonetheless, I feel that I no longer belong to the mortal gang. I am above everything then, above the gods themselves. Perhaps that is what death is: a sensation of great, of extreme superiority.