You can be sincere and still be stupid.

You are a man still young, so to say, in your first youth and so put intellect above everything.

Man is sometimes extraordinarily, passionately, in love with suffering.

In such situations, of course, people don't nurse their anger silently, they moan aloud; but these are not frank, straightforward moans, there is a kind of cunning malice in them, and that's the whole point. Those very moans express the sufferer's delectation; if he did not enjoy his moans, he wouldn't be moaning.

It's the moon that makes it so still, weaving some mystery.

A society should be judged not by how it treats its outstanding citizens but by how it treats its criminals.

I never have frustrations. The reason is to wit: Of at first I don't succeed, I quit!