The intellect seeks, the heart finds.

Fame and admiration weigh not a feather in the scale against friendship and love, for the heart languishes all the same.

Humanity is outraged in me and with me. We must not dissimulate nor try to forget this indignation, which is one of the most passionate forms of love.

Let us accept truth, even when it surprises us and alters our views.

A child motivated by competitive ideals will grow into a man without conscience, shame, or true dignity.

We must love stupid people better than ourselves; are they not the really unfortunate ones of this world? Do not people without taste and without ideal grow constantly weary, rejoicing in nothing, and being quite useless here below?

It is high time that we had lights that are not incendiary torches.