Better to die on one’s feet than to live on one’s knees.
She believed in nothing. Only her scepticism kept her from being an atheist.
The more sand that has escaped from the hourglass of our life, the clearer we should see through it.
I suppose it is out of laziness that the world is the same day after day. Today it seemed to want to change. And then anything, anything could happen.
Tu n’es rien d’autre que ta vie.
A man rarely feels like laughing alone.
God has always been hard on the poor.
My passion was dead. For years it had rolled over and submerged me; now I felt empty. But that wasn’t the worst: before me, posed with a sort of indolence, was a voluminous, insipid idea. I did not see clearly what it was, but it sickened me so much I couldn’t look at it.
Oppressed with countless little daily cares, he had waited... For an act. A free, considered act; that should pledge his whole life, and stand at the beginning of a new existence.
I am never any one of my attitudes, any one of my actions.