Above all do not ask that justice be just: It is just, because it is justice. The idea of a just justice could have originated only in the brain of an anarchist.

Yes, I can understand that a man might go to a gambling table when he sees that all that lies between him and death is his last crown.

The more one judges, the less one loves.

The man whom fate employs to awaken love in the heart of a young girl is often unaware of his work and therefore leaves it uncompleted.

Many men nourish a pride which urges them to conceal their struggles and show themselves only as conquerors.

It is as easy to dream a book as it is hard to write one.

Like evil, sublimity is also contagious.