Happiness Is An Abstraction, It

If The Objects Who Serve Us Feel Ecstacy, They Are Much More Often Concerned With Themselves Than With Us, And Our Own Enjoyment Is Consequently Impaired. The Idea Of Seeing Another Person Experience The Same Pleasure Reduces One To A Kind Of Equality Which Spoils The Unutterable Charms That Come From Despotism.

Don't Have Children: They Deform Women's Bodies And Turn Into An Enemy 20 Years Later.

What We Are Doing Here Is Only The Image Of What We Would Like To Do.

Can We Become Other Than What We Are?

You Say That My Way Of Thinking Cannot Be Tolerated? What Of It? The Man Who Alters His Way Of Thinking To Suit Othere Is A Fool. My Way Of Thinking Is The Result Of My Reflections. It Is Part Of My Inner Being,the Way I Am Made. I Do Not Contradict Them, And Would Not Even If I Wished To. For My System, Which You Disapprove Of Is Also My Greatest Comfort In Life, The Source Of All My Happiness -it Means More To Me Than My Life Itself.