Truth is only an illusion we have forgotten is an illusion.

Some people appear to be more meager in talent than they are, just because the tasks they set themselves are always too great.

We must remain as close to the flowers, the grass, and the butterflies as the child is who is not yet so much taller than they are.

Behind all their personal vanity, women themselves always have an impersonal contempt for woman.

The people we keep standing in the anteroom of our favor either start fermenting or turn sour.

Go through the towns and ask yourselves whether these people should reproduce! Let them go to their whores!

For nothing is more democratic than logic; it is no respecter of persons and makes no distinction between crooked and straight noses.