The best path through life is the highway.
Every living being seeks instinctively to complete itself.
Nothing finite is true, is interesting, is worthy to fix my attention. All that is particular is exclusive, and all that is exclusive repels me.
Knowledge, love, power-there is the complete life.
Sadness takes up the pen more readily than joy.
Man never knows what he wants; he aspires to penetrate mysteries and as soon as he has, wants to re-establish them. Ignorance irritates him and knowledge cloys.