There exists one book, which, to my taste, furnishes the happiest treatise of natural education. What then is this marvelous book? Is it Aristotle? Is it Pliny, is it Buffon? No-it is Robinson Crusoe.

He who eats in idleness that which he himself has not earned, steals it; and a capitalist whom the state pays for doing nothing differs little in my eyes from a brigand, who lives at the expense of passers-by.

When a man dies he clutches in his hands only that which he has given away during his lifetime.

If Socrates died like a philosopher, Jesus Christ died like a God.

Heroes are not known by the loftiness of their carriage; the greatest braggarts are generally the merest cowards.

Liberty may be gained, but can never be recovered.

The freedom of Mankind does not lie in the fact that can do what we want, but that we do not have to do that which we do not want.