Wrinkles are engraved smiles.

It is in the midst of the city that one writes the most inspiring pages about the country.

I am not sincere, even when I say I am not.

Talent is a question of quantity. Talent does not write one page; it writes three hundred.

I have no religion,’ says Borneau, ‘but I respect the religion of others. Religion is sacred.’ Why this privilege, this immunity?... A believer creates God in his own image; if he is ugly, his God will be morally ugly. Why should moral ugliness be respectable?

We are in the world to laugh. In purgatory or in hell we shall no longer be able to do so. And in heaven it would not be proper.

It is not enough to be happy, it is also necessary that others not be.