Pity aims just as little at the pleasure of others as malice at the pain of others Per-Se.

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

There is always some madness in love. But there is also always some reason in madness.

The most unequivocal sign of contempt for man is to regard everybody merely as a means to one's own ends, or of no account whatever.

One must repay good and ill; but why just to the person who did us good or ill?

I have not the capability to give you my loyalty, nor do I have the vanity to appear as if I did.

One should not go into churches if one wants to breathe pure air.