In the stormy current of life characters are weights or floats which at one time make us glide along the bottom, and at another maintain us on the surface.
Hippolyte TaineThere are four types of men in the world: lovers, opportunists, lookers-on, and imbeciles. The happiest are the imbeciles.
Hippolyte TaineI wish to reproduce things as they are or as they would be even if I myself did not exist.
Hippolyte TaineAmid this vast and overwhelming space and in these boundless solar archipelagoes, how small is our own sphere, and the earth, what a grain of sand!
Hippolyte Taine