"We are never at home, but always beyond."

"We never love a person, but only qualities."

"The eternal silence of these infinite spaces frightens me."

"What is the 'I'? A man at a window sees the passers-by; if I pass by, can I say that he saw me? No; for he did not think of me in particular. But if he loves someone, and I am that someone, then he lo…"

"Man is but a reed, the most feeble thing in nature; but he is a thinking reed."