A man should not play the coward to his deeds. He should not repudiate them once he has performed them. Pangs of conscience are indecent.

How little is required for pleasure! The sound of a bagpipe - without music, life would be an error.

Everywhere resoundeth the voices of those who preach death; and the earth is full of those to whom death hath to be preached.

It is impossible to suffer without making someone pay for it; every complaint already contains revenge.

How lovely it is that there are words and sounds. Are not words and sounds rainbows and illusive bridges between things which are eternally apart?

Conversation with a friend will only bear good fruit of knowledge when both think only of the matter under consideration and forget that they are friends.

I need solitude, which is to say, recovery, return to my self, the breath of a free, light, playful air.