What is hell?...The suffering that comes from the consciousness that one is no longer able to love.

To begin with unlimited freedom is to end with unlimited despotism.

And though I suffer for you, yet it eases my heart to suffer for you.

Men do not accept their prophets and slay them, but they love their martyrs and worship those whom they have tortured to death.

Let us not forget that the reasons for human actions are usually incalculably more complex and diverse than we tend to explain them later, and are seldom clearly manifest.

For I love the empress of my soul. I love and I cannot but love. You yourself see the whole of me. I shall fly to her, fall down before her: you were right to walk past me.. farewell and forget your victim, never trouble yourself more!

Even as I approach the gambling hall, as soon as I hear, two rooms away, the jingle of money poured out on the table, I almost go into convulsions.