With renunciation life begins.

We know all their gods; they ignore ours. What they call our sins are our gods, and what they call their gods, we name otherwise.

When you're in love you never really know whether your elation comes from the qualities of the one you love, or if it attributes them to her; whether the light which surrounds her like a halo comes from you, from her, or from the meeting of your sparks.

To think about and prepare for war is boring, boring for everyone. It's being locked in barracks.

We are nearly all composed of such a complex mixture of human qualities that in each one of us reside both masculine and feminine principles: what man is without any female attribute and what woman never demonstrates any masculine characteristics?

The finest life is spent creating oneself, not procreating.

It's necessary to use suffering. Otherwise, one is used by it.