The prayers of a lover are more imperious than the menaces of the whole world

No religion can be built on force.

One wastes so much time, one is so prodigal of life, at twenty! Our days of winter count for double. That is the compensation of the old.

Life is a succession of afflictions for the heart.

Believe in no other God than the one who insists on justice and equality among men.

Once my heart was captured, reason was shown the door, deliberately and with a sort of frantic joy. I accepted everything, I believed everything, without struggle, without suffering, without regret, without false shame. How can one blush for what one adores?

There is but on virtue--the eternal sacrifice of self.