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

There are three things I always forget. Names, faces and... the third I can't remember.

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

Pain and love - the whole of life, in short - cannot be looked on as a disease just because they make us suffer.

Misunderstanding women is a clear sign of scant virility.

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

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.