An artist never really finishes his work, he merely abandons it.
A poem is never finished, only abandoned.
That which has always been accepted by everyone, everywhere, is almost certain to be false.
The history of thought may be summed up in these words: it is absurd by what it seeks and great by what it finds.
Power without abuse loses its charm.
A great man is one who leaves others at a loss after he is gone.
Science means simply the aggregate of all the recipes that are always successful. All the rest is literature.
God created man and, finding him not sufficiently alone, gave him a companion to make him feel his solitude more keenly.
Books have the same enemies as people: fire, humidity, animals, weather, and their own content.