Patriotism is a kind of religion; it is the egg from which wars are hatched.
She was the temptress who had ensnared the first man, and who still continued her work at damnation; she was the being who is feeble, dangerous, mysteriously troubling. And even more than her body of perdition, he hated her loving soul.
There is only one good thing in life, and that is love.
Anguish of suspense made men even desire the arrival of enemies.
One sometimes weeps over one's illusions with as much bitterness as over a death.
The past attracts me, the present frightens me, because the future is death.