With renunciation life begins.

All expression, all art, is an indiscretion we commit against ourselves. This is not an 'impoverishment' but an increase in wealth, for it is in this way that we make the short hours of our lives live on beyond themselves.

Would that well-thinking people should be replaced by thinking ones.

That parasite: the past.

Our prejudices, our antipathies, are our natural defenses against what we could not assimilate.

I love the love of those who are far enough away, it becomes whatever I wish to believe it.

To those who ask if I have read their book, I reply: I have not yet read Homer.