There is nothing funny about Halloween. This sarcastic festival reflects, rather, an infernal demand for revenge by children on the adult world.
To love someone is to isolate him from the world, wipe out every trace of him, dispossess him of his shadow, drag him into a murderous future. It is to circle around the other like a dead star and absorb him into a black light.
The sad thing about artificial intelligence is that it lacks artifice and therefore intelligence.
No state of society or laws can render men so much alike but that education, fortune, and tastes will interpose some differences between them; and though different men may sometimes find it their interest to combine for the same purposes, they will never make it their pleasure.
I would rather start a family than finish one.
Ours is a world where people don’t know what they want and are willing to go through hell to get it.
It is the dissimilarities and inequalities among men which give rise to the notion of honor; as such differences become less, it grows feeble; and when they disappear, it will vanish too.
It is always the same: once you are liberated, you are forced to ask who you are.
A hypocrite is a person who – but who isn’t?
We succeed in enterprises which demand the positive qualities we possess, but we excel in those which can also make use of our defects.