The history of our times calls to mind those Walt Disney characters who rush madly over the edge of a cliff without seeing it, so that the power of their imagination keeps them suspended in mid-air; but as soon as they look down and see where they are, they fall.

Hope is the leash of submission.

What could I wish for the present but to take the greatest pleasure in being what I am?

The eruption of lived pleasure is such that in losing myself I find myself; forgetting that I exist, I realize myself.

Purchasing power is a license to purchase power.

Everything has been said yet few have taken advantage of it. Since all our knowledge is essentially banal, it can only be of value to minds that are not.

Our task is not to rediscover nature but to remake it.