The fate of animals is of greater importance to me than the fear of appearing ridiculous; it is indissolubly connected with the fate of men.

I am spending delightful afternoons in my garden, watching everything living around me. As I grow older, I feel everything departing, and I love everything with more passion.

A ruined man fell from her hands like a ripe fruit, to lie rotting on the ground.

An entire lifetime would not be long enough for you to exhaust the glance of the young harvest-girl.

Inability, human incapacity, is the only boundary to an art.

These young people naturally grow up with ideas different from ours, for they are born for times when we shall no longer be here

Blow the candle out, I don't need to see what my thoughts look like.