Invisible is real. Souls have their own world.

The true God, the mighty God, is the God of ideas.

Hope is the greatest madness. What can we expect of a world that we enter with the assurance of seeing our fathers and mothers die? A world where, if two beings love each other and give their lives to each other, both can be sure that one will watch the other perish?

To hold power has always meant to manipulate idiots and circumstances; and those circumstances and those idiots, tossed together, bring about those coincidences to which even the greatest men confess they owe most of their fame

The existence of the soldier, next to capital punishment, is the most grievous vestige of barbarism which survives among men.

Hope is the biggest of our foolish things.

On the day when man told the story of his life to man, history was born.