To kill someone, even treacherously is more manly than to wound a friend by betraying his confidence.

Who knows whether, if I had given up smoking, I should really have become the strong perfect man I imagined? Perhaps it was this very doubt that bound me to my vice, because life is so much pleasanter if one is able to believe in one's own latent greatness

To kill someone, even treacherously is more manly than to wound a friend by betraying his confidence.

Health doesn't analyze itself, nor does it look at itself in the mirror. Only we sick people know something about ourselves.

Misunderstanding women is a clear sign of scant virility.

Everyone remembers his past with greater vividness as the present becomes more important. Dying men in their last delirium are supposed to see their whole life spread out before them.

You see things less clearly when you open your eyes too wide.