I believe, in spite of all, in truth's victory. I believe in the momentous value, hereafter inviolable, of those few truly fraternal men in all the c….

At the touch of mankind, things wear away with heartbreaking slowness..

I am more sensitive than other people. Things that other people would not notice awaken a distinct echo in me, and in such moments of lucidity, when ….

People are machines of forgetfulness.

Two armies at death-grips — that is one great army committing suicide..

I keep remembering — I keep remembering. My heart has no pity on me..

There are cloudy moments when one asks himself if men do not deserve all the disasters into which they rush! No - I recover myself - they do not dese….

Let everything be remade on simple lines. There is only one people, there is only one people!.

We are all, always, the desire not to die. This desire is as immeasurable and varied as life's complexity, but at bottom this is what it is: To conti….

Stop war? Impossible! There is no cure for the world's disease..

Yes, there is a Divinity, one from which we must never turn aside for the guidance of our huge inward life and of the share we have as well in the li….

Two armies that fight each other is like one large army that commits suicide..

whatever our ignorance left to itself, and whatever the wounds that other human beings are, we ought to study ourselves with a sort of devotion..

The woman from the depths of her rags, a waif, a martyr — smiled. She must have a divine heart to be so tired and yet smile..

How I waited for you! How I longed for you! he stammered. "I thought of you all the time. I saw you all the time. Your smile was everywhere." He lowe….

All lovers in the world are alike: they fall in love by chance; they see each other, and are attached to each other by the features of their faces; t….

There is no hell, no inferno except the frenzy of living..

It was suicide. Others killed themselves with poison or with a revolver. I killed myself with minutes and hours..

We have the divinity of our great misery. And our solitude, with its toilsome ideas, tears and laughter, is fatally divine..

I do not regret my youth and its beliefs. Up to now, I have wasted my time to live. Youth is the true force, but it is too rarely lucid. Sometimes it….

I see too deep and too much..