His hatred of snobs was a derivative of his snobbishness, but made the simpletons (in other words, everyone) believe that he was immune from snobbishness

Love is a reciprocal torture

In a separation it is the one who is not really in love who says the more tender things

Love is space and time measured by the heart

Those whose suffering is due to love are, as we say of certain invalids, their own physicians

The only paradise is paradise lost

Our intonations contain our philosophy of life, what each of us is constantly telling himself about things

Lies are essential to humanity. They are perhaps as important as the pursuit of pleasure and moreover are dictated by that pursuit

Like many intellectuals, he was incapable of saying a simple thing in a simple way

Illness is the most heeded of doctors to goodness and wisdom we only make promises pain we obey