The propaganda of communism possesses a language which every people can understand. Its elements are simply hunger, envy, death.

Nature, like a true poet, abhors abrupt transitions.

Life is the greatest of blessings and death the worst of evils.... all great, powerful souls love life.

Christianity is an idea, and as such is indestructible and immortal, like every idea.

Where books are burnt, men finish up being burnt too.

At noon I feel as though I could devour all the elephants of Hindostan, and then pick my teeth with the spire of Strasburg cathedral; in the evening I become so sentimental that I would fain drink up the Milky Way without reflecting how indigestible I should find the little fixed stars, and by night there is the Devil himself broke loose in my head and no mistake.

Thought precedes action as lighting does thunder.