The miser puts his gold pieces into a coffer; but as soon as the coffer is closed, it is as if it were empty.
To love the truth is to refuse to let oneself be saddened by it.
True kindness presupposes the faculty of imagining as one's own the suffering and joys of others.
The nationalist has a broad hatred and a narrow love.
The world will be saved by one or two people.
Prejudices are the props of civilization.