Each of us when he appears before his fellows is clothed in a certain dignity. But every man knows what unconfessable things pass within the secrecy of his own heart.

When [man] is happy he takes his happiness as it comes and doesn't analyze it, just as if happiness were his right.

You too must not count overmuch on your reality as you feel it today, since, like that of yesterday, it may prove an illusion for you tomorrow.

Logic is one thing, the human animal another. You can quite easily propose a logical solution to something and at the same time hope in your heart of hearts it won't work out.

Man never reasons so much and becomes so introspective as when he suffers; since he is anxious to get at the cause of his sufferings, to learn who has produced them, and whether it is just or unjust that he should have to bear them.

Anyone can be heroic from time to time, but a gentleman is something you have to be all the time.

When the characters are really alive before their author, the latter does nothing but follow them in their action, in their words, in the situations which they suggest to him.

The secret of living is to find a pivot, the pivot of a concept on which you can make your stand.

Not one of us can lie or pretend. We're all fixed in good faith in a certain concept of ourselves.

Refusing to have an opinion is a way of having one, isn't it?