"What does the truth matter? Haven't we mothers all given our sons a taste for lies, lies which from ..." — Georges Bernanos

No one ever discovers the depths of his own loneliness.

It's a fine thing to rise above pride, but you must have pride in order to do so.

Civilization exists precisely so that there may be no masses but rather men alert enough never to constitute masses.

A poor man with nothing in his belly needs hope, illusion, more than bread.