Ruthless man: you begin by slaying the animal and then you devour it, as if to slay it twice. It is not enough. You turn against the dead flesh, it revolts you, it must be transformed by fire, boiled and roasted, seasoned and disguised with drugs; you must have butchers, cooks, turnspits, men who will rid the murder of its horrors, who will dress the dead bodies so that the taste decieved by these disguises will not reject what is strange to it, and will feast on corpses, the very sight of which would sicken you.

I loved too sincerely, too completely, I venture to say, to be able to be happy easily.

We lose all that time which we might employ better.

Childhood is the sleep of reason.

Love, known to the person by whom it is inspired, becomes more bearable.

Each member of the community gives himself to it at the instant of its constitution, just as he actually is, himself and all his forces, including all goods in his possession.

All through life a man has need of a counsellor and guide.