Andre Gide

It is unthinkable for a Frenchman to arrive at middle age without having syphilis and…

Everything has been said before, but since nobody listens we have to keep going back…

The color of truth is gray…

The want of logic annoys. Too much logic bores. Life eludes logic, and everything that…

There is no prejudice that the work of art does not finally overcome…

Therefore’ is a word the poet must not know…

The sole art that suits me is that which, rising from unrest, tends toward serenity…

It is easier to lead men to combat, stirring up their passion, than to restrain…

Nothing prevents happiness like the memory of happiness…