A nation has a soul, a spiritual principle. One is in the past, the other in the present. One is the possession of a rich legacy of memories; the other is the desire to live together and to value the common heritage.

Man makes holy what he believes as he makes beautiful what he loves.

The simplest schoolboy is now familiar with truths for which Archimedes would have sacrificed his life.

Forgetfulness, and I would even say historical error, are essential in the creation of a nation.

The greatest men of a nation are those it puts to death.

Our opinions become fixed at the point where we stop thinking.

To be able to think freely, a man must be certain that no consequence will follow whatever he writes.