A man has only one way of being immortal on earth: he has to forget he is a mortal.

An agreement is never reached in love. The life of a wife and husband who love each other is never at rest. Whether the marriage is true or false, the marriage portion is the same: elemental discord.

Death is the next step after the pension-it's perpetual retirement without pay.

Who would prefer peace to the glory of hunger and thirst, of wading through mud, and dying in the service of one's country?

A faithful woman looks to the spring, a good book, perfume, earthquakes, and divine revelation for the experience others find in a lover. They deceive their husbands, so to speak, with the entire world, men excepted.

Death holds no horrors. It is simply the ultimate horror of life.

Countries are like fruit-the worms are always inside.