“One sometimes weeps over one’s illusions with as much bitterness as over a death.”

Whatever you want to say, there is only one word to express it, only one verb to give it movement, only one adjective to qualify it.

The great artists are those who impose their personal vision upon humanity.

I love the night passionately. I love it with all my senses: I love to see it, I love to breathe it in, I love to open my ears to its silence, I love my whole body to be caressed by its blackness.

Anguish of suspense made men even desire the arrival of enemies.

The bed comprehends our whole life, for we were born in it, we live in it, and we shall die in it

Our memory is a more perfect world than the universe: it gives back life to those who no longer exist.

It is better to be unhappy in love than unhappy in marriage, but some people manage to be both.

Great minds that are healthy are never considered geniuses, while this sublime qualification is lavished on brains that are often inferior but are slightly touched by madness.

Travel, like dreams, is a door that opens from the real world into a world that is yet to be discovered.

Champagne- the wine of kings, the king of wines.

Solitude is indeed dangerous for a working intelligence. We need to have around us people who think and speak. When we are alone for a long time we people the void with phantoms

There is only one good thing in life, and that is love.

Those men, those of former times, had soul and eyes that in no way resemble ours, and in their veins, along with their blood, flowed something that has disappeared: love and admiration for the Beautiful.

The only certainty is death.

There is only one good thing in life, and that is love. And how you misunderstand it! how you spoil it! You treat it as something solemn like a sacrament, or something to be bought, like a dress.

I entered literary life as a meteor, and I shall leave it like a thunderbolt.

We’re all mad, the whole damned race. We’re wrapped in illusions, delusions, confusions about the penetrability of partitions, we’re all mad and in solitary confinement.

The world is an illusion, but an illusion which we must take seriously.

If most of us remain ignorant of ourselves, it is because self-knowledge is painful and we prefer the pleasures of illusion.

The field only reveals to man his own folly and despair, and victory is an illusion of philosophers and fools.

Religion is an illusion of childhood, outgrown under proper education.

A great deal of intelligence can be invested in ignorance when the need for illusion is deep.

He gives you illusion that has the appearance of truth. I give you truth in the pleasant disguise of illusion.

Conduct, which involves a decision of the ultimate fate of the agent cannot be based on illusions.