You can bind my body, tie my hands, govern my actions: you are the strongest, and society adds to your power; but with my will, sir, you can do nothing.

The beauty that addresses itself to the eyes is only the spell of the moment; the eye of the body is not always that of the soul.

faith is like love; when you want it you can't find it, and you find it when you least expect it.

Life is a slate where all our sins are written; from time to time we rub the sponge of repentance over it so we can begin sinning again.

Genius, whether locked up in a cell or roaming at large, is always solitary.

Life in common among people who love each other is the ideal of happiness.

Heavens! whatever possesses us, here below, that we mutually torment ourselves, sourly reproach our mutual faults, and mercilessly condemn all that is not cut according to our pattern?