Man has made use of his intelligence; he invented stupidity.
The human mind is so complex and things are so tangled up with each other that, to explain a blade of straw, one would have to take to pieces an entire universe. A definition is a sack of flour compressed into a thimble.
Art is the accomplice of love.
The pleasure of being a scoundrel can be adequately savored in silence.
Man is the inventor of stupidity.
Each man must grant himself the emotions that he needs and the morality that suits him.