It is not mere chance that makes families speak of a child who is 'extraordinary for his age' and also of an old man who is 'extraordinary for his age'; the extraordinariness lies in their behaving like human beings when they are either not yet or no longer men.

A man is in the right in being a man; it is the woman who is in the wrong.

I think it's wrong to write in a totally esoteric language when you want to talk about things which interest a multitude of women.

There is only one solution if old age is not to be an absurd parody of our former life, and that is to go on pursuing ends that give our existence a meaning.

I was very fond of Lagneau’s phrase: “I have no comfort but in my absolute despair.

‎A day in which I don't write leaves a taste of ashes.

Society, being codified by man, decrees that woman is inferior; she can do away with this inferiority only by destroying the male's superiority.