It is not peace we seek but meaning.
You see, nothing matters except pleasure - which is the opposite of happiness, its tragic part, I expect.
History is an endless repetition of the wrong way of living.
Every man is made of clay and diamond, and no woman can nourish both.
Of women, the most we can say, not being Frenchmen, is that they are burrowing animals.
All artists today are expected to cultivate a little fashionable unhappiness.