Doubt of the reality of love ends by making us doubt everything.

There is no repose for the mind except in the absolute; for feeling, except in the infinite; for the soul, except in the divine.

At the bottom of the modern man there is always a great thirst for self-forgetfulness, self-distraction . . . and therefore he turns away from all those problems and abysses which might recall to him his own nothingness.

Knowledge, love, power-there is the complete life.

War is a brutal and fierce means of pacification; it means the suppression of resistance by the destruction or enslavement of the conquered.

A modest garden contains, for those who know how to look and to wait, more instruction than a library.

The immense majority of our species are candidates for humanity, and nothing more.