Don’t let us forget that the causes of human actions are usually immeasurably more complex and varied than our subsequent explanations of them.
Civilization has made man, if not always more bloodthirsty, at least more viciously, more horribly bloodthirsty.
With love one can live even without happiness.
The more I love humanity in general, the less I love man in particular.
Sarcasm; normally this usually is the last refuge of modest and chaste-souled people when the privacy of their soul is coarsely and intrusively invaded.
One can know a man from his laugh, and if you like a man’s laugh before you know anything of him, you may confidently say that he is a good man.
Nothing is more seductive for a man than his freedom of conscience, but nothing is a greater cause of suffering.
It is better to be unhappy and know the worst, than to be happy in a fool’s paradise.
What is hell? I maintain that it is the suffering of being unable to love.
To go wrong in one’s own way is better than to go right in someone else’s.
There is no subject so old that something new cannot be said about it.
The wisest of all, in my opinion, is he who can, if only once a month, call himself a fool.