In every loving woman there is a priestess of the past - a pious guardian of some affection, of which the object has disappeared.

Sacrifice, which is the passion of great souls, has never been the law of societies.

Love is like swallowing hot chocolate before it has cooled off. It takes you by surprise at first, but keeps you warm for a long time.

Cleverness is serviceable for everything, sufficient for nothing.

Are we not all shipwrecked,...condemned to death?... However impatient our neighbours make us, however much indignation our race arouses, we are all bound together, and the companions of a chain-gang have everything to lose by mutual insults.

We only understand that which already is within us.

It gives liberty and breadth to thought, to learn to judge our own epoch from the point of view of universal history, history from the point of view of geological periods, geology from the point of view of astronomy.