We must laugh and cry, enjoy and suffer, in a word, vibrate to our full capacity … I think that’s what being really human means.

The faster the word sticks to the thought, the more beautiful is the effect.

I am alone on this road strewn with bones and bordered by ruins! Angels have their brothers, and demons have their infernal companions. Yet I have but the sound of my scythe when it harvests, my whistling arrows, my galloping horse. Always the sound of the same wave eating away at the world

Of all the icy blasts that blow on love, a request for money is the most chilling.

One day, I shall explode like an artillery shell and all my bits will be found on the writing table.

Years passed; and he endured the idleness of his intelligence and the inertia of his heart.

I have dreamed much and have done very little.