Emotion is primarily about nothing and much of it remains about nothing to the end.

The God to whom depth in philosophy bring back men's minds is far from being the same from whom a little philosophy estranges them

At best, the true philosopher can fulfil his mission very imperfectly, which is to pilot himself, or at most a few voluntary companions who may find themselves in the same boat.

Time is like an enterprising manager always bent on staging some new and surprising production, without knowing very well what it will be.

There is no dunce like a mature dunce.

Habit is stronger than reason.

There is a prodigious selfishness in dreams: they live perfectly deaf and invulnerable amid the cries of the real world.