Men are the devils of the earth, and the animals are its tormented souls.

The old woman dies, the burden is lifted.

Authors may be divided into falling stars, planets, and fixed stars: the first have a momentary effect; the second have a much longer duration; but the third are unchangeable, possess their own light, and work for all time.

Whatever torch we kindle, and whatever space it may illuminate, our horizon will always remain encircled by the depth of night.

If the world were a paradise of luxury and ease, a land flowing with milk and honey, where every Jack obtained his Jill at once and without any difficulty, men would either die of boredom or hang themselves; or there would be wars, massacres, and murders; so that in the end mankind would inflict more suffering on itself than it has now to accept at the hands of Nature.

Martyrdom is the only way a man can become famous without ability.

Pantheism is only a polite form of atheism.