I love the sticky leaves in spring, the blue sky — that’s all it is. It’s not a matter of intellect or logic, it’s loving with one’s inside, with one’s stomach.

God knows what lives in me in place of me.

Civilization merely develops man's capacity for a greater variety of sensations, and ... absolutely nothing else.

What is most vile and despicable about money is that it even confers talent. And it will do so until the end of the world.

There is nothing easier than lopping off heads and nothing harder than developing ideas.

Every ant knows the formula of its ant-hill, every bee knows the formula of its beehive. They know it in their own way, not in our way. Only humankind does not know its own formula.

Don't think I'm talking nonsense because I'm drunk. I'm not a bit drunk. Brandy's all very well, but I need two bottles to make me drunk.