Every village has its simpleton, and if one does not exist they invent one to pass the time.

Happy the youth who believes that his duty is to remake the world and bring it more in accord with virtue and justice, more in accord with his own heart. Woe to whoever commences his life without lunacy.

Good Lord, how can the rich bear to die?

I believe I'm a caterpillar buried deep down under the ground. The entire earth is above me, crushing me and I begin to bore through the soil, making a passage to the surface so that I can penetrate the crust and issue into the light. It's hard work boring through the entire earth, but I'm able to be patient because I have a strong premonition that as soon as I do issue into the light I shall become a butterfly.

How could I, who loved life so intensely, have let myself be entangled for so long in that balderdash of books and paper blackened with ink!

We come from a dark abyss, we end in a dark abyss, and we call the luminous interval life.

God sends rain, but He also sends hoods; and when the rain grows heavier, He sends a cave.