breathing, sleeping, drinking, eating, working, dreaming, everything we do is dying. to live, in fact, is to die.

Everything is false, everything is possible, everything is doubtful.

The simplest of women are wonderful liars who can extricate themselves from the most difficult dilemmas with a skill bordering on genius.

We breathe love as we breathe air; we hold it in ourselves as we hold our thoughts. Nothing more exists for us.

Solitude is indeed dangerous for a working intelligence. We need to have around us people who think and speak. When we are alone for a long time we people the void with phantoms

Anguish of suspense made men even desire the arrival of enemies.

Military men are the scourges of the world.