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.
George SandNo place is ugly to those who understand the virtues and sweetness of everything that God has made.
George Sand... the progress of the language has caused us to lose many old treasures. It is thus with all progress, and one must make the best of it.
George SandI love everything that makes up a milieu, the rolling of the carriages and the noise of the workmen in Paris, the cries of a thousand birds in the country, the movement of the ships on the waters. I love also absolute, profound silence, and, in short, I love everything that is around me, no matter where I am.
George Sand