The photographer will never replace the painter; one is a man, the other a machine. Let us compare them no longer. (1848)
Sometimes, only one person is missing, and the whole world seems depopulated.
Let us enjoy the fugitive hour. Man has no harbor, time has no shore; it rushes on, and carries us with it.
History is neither more nor less than biography on a large scale.
If God is thy father, human beings are thy brothers and sisters.
Joy is a flame which association alone can keep alive, and which goes out unless communicated.