The magnanimity and sensibility of a lady who faints when she sees a calf being killed: she is so kindhearted that she can't look at blood, but enjoys eating the calf served up with sauce.

Teach French and unteach sincerity.

There lay between them, separating them, that same terrible line of the unknown and of fear, like the line separating the living from the dead.

Before we can study the central issues of life today, we must destroy the prejudices and fallacies born of previous centuries.

I feel not only that I cannot disappear, as nothing disappears in the world, but that I will always be and have always been. I feel that, besides me, above me, spirits live, and that in this world there is truth.

Pierre was one of those people who are strong only when they feel themselves perfectly pure.

Is it really possible to tell someone else what one feels?