Butterflies are but flowers that blew away one sunny day when Nature was feeling at her most inventive and fertile.

We must have a passion in life.

Simplicity, a delicate silence about oneself, increases their worth and makes one love those whom one admires.

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.

All your trouble comes from lack of exercise. A man of your strength and constitution ought always to have kept physically active. So don't jibe at the very wise advice that sentences you to one hour's walk a day. You imagine the work of the mind takes place only in the brain; but you're much mistaken. It takes place in the legs as well.

The capacity for passion is both cruel and divine.

You see what stupid folk my publishers are; but they are all alike.