The events of human life, whether public or private, are so intimately linked to architecture that most observers can reconstruct nations or individuals in all the truth of their habits from the remains of their monuments or from their domestic relics.

I'm a great poet. I don't put my poems on paper: they consist of actions and feelings.

Wisdom is that apprehension of heavenly things to which the spirit rises through love.

We cannot confront solitude without moral resources.

The endless legacy of the past to the present is the secret source of human genius.

One day, about the middle of July 1838, one of the carriages, lately introduced to Paris cabstands, and known as Milords, was driving down the Rue de l'Universite, conveying a stout man of middle height in the uniform of a captain of the National Guard.

Necessity is often the spur to genius.