I told myself 'Everything is a being! The shout that passes into the air is an entity like an animal, since it is born, produces a movement, and is again transformed, in order to die. So the fearful mind that believes in incorporeal beings is not wrong. What are they?

It is the lives we encounter that make life worth living.

Great minds that are healthy are never considered geniuses, while this sublime qualification is lavished on brains that are often inferior but are slightly touched by madness.

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

The past attracts me, the present frightens me, because the future is death.

We live always under the weight of the old and odious customs... of our barbarous ancestors.

One sometimes weeps over one's illusions with as much bitterness as over a death.