To know, to think, to dream. That is everything.

The author creates a book and the people accept or not accept it. The creator of a book is an author and the creator of it`s fate are people.

Jesus wept; Voltaire smiled. From that divine tear and from that human smile is derived the grace of present civilization.

I believe in religion against the religious; in the pitifulness of orisons, and in the sublimity of prayer.

Symmetry is tedious, and tedium is the very basis of mourning. Despair yawns.

A few feet under the ground reigns so profound a silence, and yet so much tumult on the surface!

Women are more credulous than men.