Morality without a sense of paradox is mean.

Beauty is that which is simultaneously attractive and sublime.

In the ancients, one sees the accomplished letter of entire poetry: in the moderns, one has the presentiment of the spirit in becoming.

Virtue is reason which has become energy.

Irony is a clear consciousness of an eternal agility, of the infinitely abundant chaos.

Poetry and philosophy are, according to how you take them, different spheres, different forms, or factors of religion. Try to really combine both, and you will have nothing but religion.

All thinking of the religious man is etymological, a reduction of all concepts to the original intuition, to the characteristic.