We do not remember days, we remember moments.
If it were possible to have a life absolutely free from every feeling of sin, what a terrifying vacuum it would be.
Every luxury must be paid for, and everything is a luxury, starting with being in this world.
One does not kill oneself for love of a woman, but because love – any love – reveals us in our nakedness, our misery, our vulnerability, our nothingness.
Love is the cheapest of religions.
Life is pain and the enjoyment of love is an anesthetic.
No woman marries for money; they are all clever enough, before marrying a millionaire, to fall in love with him first.
Will power is only the tensile strength of one’s own disposition. One cannot increase it by a single ounce.
Give me the ready hand rather than the ready tongue.
Artists are the monks of the bourgeois state.