What every man who loves his country hopes for in his inmost heart: the suppression of half his compatriots.

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?

He had the charm of all people who believe implicitly in themselves, that of integration.

I am more and more convinced that man is a dangerous creature.

We cannot simply suspend or restrict civil liberties until the War on Terror is over, because the War on Terror is unlikely ever to be truly over.

What mental health needs is more sunlight, more candor, more unashamed conversation.

May the God of your choice bless you.

The secret of success is an absolute ungovernable curiosity.

I don't want to be called a point guard, but I can't stop it.

The enlarging of the soul requires not only some remodeling, but some excavating.

Sometimes the fragment of a conversation, the color of the sky, the image in a dream, has everything to do with where the song begins.

Love in the young requires as little of hope as of desire to feed upon.