Soon there will be nothing truly profound that is not achieved by everyone, and of the difficult things in this world only one will be left: simplicity.

The graceful flowers of innocence are more valuable than the laurel crown of fame.

I cannot be exacting because I respect myself.

Nothing genuinely historical was ever lost in this country. For this reason we have two ruling parties: villains and fools.

Robespierre, this pedant of freedom!

This searching and doubting and vacillating where nothing is clear but the arrogance of quest. I, too, had such noble ideas when I was still a boy.

You can make the best of it and be content, or you can complain, it makes no difference. What does it matter that human beings judge the things that exist?