We love life, not because we are used to living but because we are used to loving.

At the bottom of all these noble races the beast of prey, the splendid blond beast, prowling about avidly in search of spoil and victory.

The wisest man would be the one richest in contradictions, who has, as it were, antennae for all types of men---as well as his great moments of grand harmony---a rare accident even in us! A sort of planetary motion---

It is not doubt,is certitude that drives you mad.

What do you regard as most humane? To spare someone shame.

The coward does not know what it means to be alone: an enemy is always standing behind his chair.

All signs of superhuman nature appear in man as illness or insanity.