I think the family is the place where the most ridiculous and least respectable things in the world go on.

Nobody is bound by any obligation unless it has first been freely accepted.

Who cares about great marks left behind? We have one life... just one. Our life. We have nothing else.

Sisterly love is, of all sentiments, the most abstract. Nature does not grant it any functions.

Behind everything we feel, there is always a sense of fear.

Is not man himself the most unsettled of all the creatures of the earth? What is this trembling sensation that is intensified with each ascending step in the natural order?

When you want to believe in something, you also have to believe in everything that's necessary for believing in it.