When one thinks profusely and cleverly, not only his face but his body too takes on a clever appearance.

The misunderstanding of passion and reason, as if the latter were an independent entity and not rather a system of relations between various passions and desires; and as if every passion did not possess its quantum of reason.

Rejoicing in our joy, not suffering over our suffering, makes someone a friend.

As an artist one has no home in Europe except in Paris.

The consequences of our actions take hold of us, quite indifferent to our claim that meanwhile we have 'improved.

Did you ever say yes to a pleasure? oh my friends, then you also said yes to all pain. all things are linked, entwined, in love with one another.

The Refinement of Shame. People are not ashamed to think something foul, but they are ashamed when they think these foul thoughts are attributed to them.