Nature has, herself, I fear, imprinted in man a kind of instinct to inhumanity.

Whoever will be cured of ignorance, let him confess it.

Certainly, if he still has himself, a man of understanding has lost nothing.

A man who fears suffering is already suffering from what he fears.

I consider myself an average man, except in the fact that I consider myself an average man.

If a man should importune me to give a reason why I loved him, I find it could no otherwise be expressed, than by making answer: because it was he, because it was I.

To begin depriving death of its greatest advantage over us, let us adopt a way clean contrary to that common one; let us deprive death of its strangeness, let us frequent it, let us get used to it; let us have nothing more often in mind than death... We do not know where death awaits us: so let us wait for it everywhere." "To practice death is to practice freedom. A man who has learned how to die has unlearned how to be a slave.