Very few of us are capable of being Free Thinkers, needing neither to adore nor to insult God, the insult often being an act of faith more profound than adoration.

Landscapes have a language of their own, expressing the soul of the things, lofty or humble, which constitute them, from the mighty peaks to the smallest of the tiny flowers hidden in the meadow's grass.

Very few of us are capable of being Free Thinkers, needing neither to adore nor to insult God, the insult often being an act of faith more profound than adoration.

Work cannot convey the almost voluptuous sweetness of the feelings experienced ... in solitude.

Neglecting small things under the pretext of wanting to accomplish large ones is the excuse of a coward.

Suffering raises up those souls that are truly great; it is only small souls that are made mean-spirited by it.

There is nothing truly serious in life. All words sound hollow when one listens to them carefully.