Our greatest illusion is to believe that we are what we think ourselves to be.

It is dangerous to abandon one's self to the luxury of grief; it deprives one of courage, and even of the wish for recovery.

I am a spectator, so to speak, of the molecular whirlwind which men call individual life; I am conscious of an incessant metamorphosis, an irresistible movement of existence, which is going on within me - and this phenomenology of myself serves as a window opened upon the mystery of the world.

Will localizes us, thought universalizes us.

To depersonalize man is the dominant drift of our times.

You desire to know the art of living, my friend? It is contained in one phrase: make use of suffering.

Nothing resembles pride so much as discouragement.