Hell is not to love anymore.

Who are you to condemn another's sin? He who condemns sin becomes part of it, espouses it.

Optimism approves of everything, submits to everything, believes everything; it is the virtue above all of the taxpayer.

The world is eaten up by boredom. You can't see it all at once. It is like dust. You go about and never notice, you breathe it in, you eat and drink it. It is sifted so fine, it doesn't even grit on your teeth. But stand still for an instant and there it is, coating your face and hands.

Fear, true fear, is a savage frenzy. Of all the insanities of which we are capable, it is surely the cruelest. There is naught to equal its drive, and naught can survive its thrust.

Civilization exists precisely so that there may be no masses but rather men alert enough never to constitute masses.

What does it matter, all is grace.