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.

Peace is not in itself a dream, but we know it only as the result of a momentary equilibrium--an accident.

Self-interest is an inexhaustible source of convenient illusions. The number of beings who wish to see truly is extraordinarily small.

Doubt of the reality of love ends by making us doubt everything.

The fire which enlightens is the same fire which consumes.

Action and faith enslave thought, both of them in order not be troubled or inconvenienced by reflection, criticism, and doubt.

Blessed be childhood, which brings down something of heaven into the midst of our rough earthliness.