The void yields up nothing. You have to be a great poet to make it ring.

We are in the world to laugh. In purgatory or in hell we shall no longer be able to do so. And in heaven it would not be proper.

Do not ask me to be land; just ask me to act as though I were.

There is a justice, but we do not always see it. Discreet, smiling, it is there, at one side, a little behind injustice, which makes a big noise.

It is not enough to be happy, it is also necessary that others not be.

God, he whom everyone knows, by name.

We spend our lives talking about this mystery: our life.

I am afraid I shall not find Him [God]: but I shall still look for Him, if He exists. He may be appreciative of my efforts.

Clarity is the politeness of the man of letters.

We are so happy to advise.others that occasionally we even do it in their interest.