Truth, in matters of religion, is simply the opinion that has survived.

Other people are quite dreadful. The only possible society is oneself.

It is well for his peace that the saint goes to his martyrdom. He is spared the sight of the horror of his harvest.

I was very much disappointed in the Atlantic Ocean.

Man is least himself when he talks in his own person. Give him a mask, and he will tell you the truth.

The best way to enjoy your job is to imagine yourself without one.

But we never get back our youth… The pulse of joy that beats in us at twenty becomes sluggish. Our limbs fail, our senses rot. We degenerate into hideous puppets, haunted by the memory of the passions of which we were too much afraid, and the exquisite temptations that we had not the courage to yield to.