I can find no words for what I feel. My consciousness is withdrawn into itself; I hear my heart beating, and my life passing. It seems to me that I have become a statue on the banks of the river of time, that I am the spectator of some mystery, and shall issue from it old, or no longer capable of age.

Life is but a daily oscillation between revolt and submission.

Liberty, equality - bad principles! The only true principle for humanity is justice; and justice to the feeble is protection and kindness.

Doing easily what others find difficult is talent; doing what is impossible for talent is genius.

Materialism coarsens and petrifies everything, making everything vulgar, and every truth false.

Life alone can rekindle life.

A thousand things advance; nine hundred and ninety nine retreat; That is progress.