My enthusiasms...constitute my reserves, my unexploited resources, perhaps my future.

The universal view melts things into a blur.

There is no other world. Nor even this one. What, then, is there? The inner smile provoked in us by the patent nonexistence of both.

Do I look like someone who has something to do here on earth?' —That's what I'd like to answer the busybodies who inquire into my activities.

You are done for - a living dead man - not when you stop loving but stop hating. Hatred preserves: in it, in its chemistry, resides the mystery of life.

Our first intuitions are the true ones.

The fact that life has no meaning is a reason to live - moreover, the only one.

Impossible to spend sleepless nights and accomplish anything: if, in my youth, my parents had not financed my insomnias, I should surely have killed myself.

The aphorism is cultivated only by those who have known fear in the midst of words, that fear of collapsing with all the words.

The multiplication of our kind borders on the obscene; the duty to love them, on the preposterous.

Only optimists commit suicide, optimists who no longer succeed at being optimists. The others, having no reason to live, why would they have any to die?

If only I had something to take the edge off the loneliness. If only lonely were a more accurate word. It should sound much less pretty.

I am not capable of love. - Felix

My random acts of violence weren't random. They were premeditated.

You do your job, you get your work done at the rink and then you go home. The big thing is figuring out what you're going to do the rest of the day.

Restorative justice says "No, the offense affected a relationship" and what you are seeking for is to restore the relationship, to heal the relationship.

To boast that one never flirts is actually a kind of flirtation.

My preference would be to remain in the Senate, ... But you can't say I would refuse to serve in one of those (Cabinet) capacities. It's not the same as vice president.

Every individual forms his own estimate of himself and that basic estimate goes far toward determining what he becomes.

History is full, down to this day, of the imbecility of kings and governors. They are a class of persons much to be pitied, for they know not what they should do.

I kind of moved out of the town I grew up in as quick as I could. I left right after high school.