Science is the language of the temporal world; love is that of the spiritual world. Man, indeed, describes more than he explains; while the angelic spirit sees and understands. Science saddens man; love enraptures the angel; science is still seeking; love has found.

No frozen-hearted woman ever I laid eyes on but has made duty her religion.

A mother's life, you see, is one long succession of dramas, now soft and tender, now terrible. Not an hour but has its joys and fears.

Everything is bilateral in the domain of thought. Ideas are binary. Janus is the myth of criticism and the symbol of genius. Only God is triangular!

Clouds symbolize the veils that shroud God.

We flew back home like swallows. 'Is it happiness that makes us so light?' Agathe asked.

The more one judges, the less one loves.