He always smiles, even when contemplating nothing good.

There is probably no greater idler than myself. And I would consider myself a lazy-bones if I did not write so many volumes, and if I did not admire my diligence once I begin writing.

The shots had dispersed the birds; there remained only two marabous, standing between ten and twenty paces away and plunged in reverie. They were like two old men with bald heads pressed between the shoulders.

The sky is one whole, the water another; and between those two infinities the soul of man is in loneliness.

But the French writers always had more originality and independence than others, and that regulator, which elsewhere was religion, long since ceased to exist for them.

But I think happiness springs from another source, a far deeper one that doesn't depend on will because it comes from love.

England is never in a hurry because she is eternal.