Dry happiness is like dry bread. We eat, but we do not dine. I wish for the superfluous, for the useless, for the extravagant, for the too much, for that which is not good for anything.

If the soul is left in darkness, sins will be committed. The guilty one is not he who commits the sin, but the one who causes the darkness.

When a person opens a book, he can never be in prison.

One of the hardest labours of the just man is to expunge from his soul a malevolence which it is difficult to efface.

A man without a woman is like a pistol without a trigger; it is the woman who makes the man go off.

The supreme ordeal, let us say rather, the only ordeal, is the loss of the beloved being.

He does not weep who does not see.