Je n'aime pas les hommes; j'aime ce qui les dévore. - André Gide

O my dearest and most lovable thought, why should I try further to legitimize your birth?

Throw away my book: you must understand that it represents only one of a thousand attitudes. You must find your own. If someone else could have done something as well as you, don’t do it. If someone else could have said something as well as you, don’t say it — or written something as well as you, don’t write it. Grow fond only of that which you can find nowhere but in yourself, and create out of yourself, impatiently or patiently, ah! that most irreplaceable of beings.

Etre aimé n'est rien, c'est être préféré que je désire.