We deceive ourselves when giving respect to the person for whom we have surrendered ourselves, when we respectively expect them to be as we would wish them to be.

We take a fancy to something: and scarcely have we thoroughly taken a fancy to it when that tyrant in us calls out: "Give me thatin sacrifice"--and we give it.

There cannot be a God because if there were one, I could not believe that I was not He.

Man would sooner have the Void for his purpose than be void of Purpose.

Pity is the most pleasant feeling in those who have not much pride and have no prospect of great conquests; for them the easy prey - and that is what all who suffer are - is enchanting.

Exhaustion is the shortest way to equality and fraternity.

Respectability offends my taste.