What is death to me? I have sown the seeds others will reap.

He who would love much has also much to suffer.

I go where there are no slaves, hangmen or oppressors; where faith does not kill; where the one who reigns is God.

Let us not ask for miracles, let us not ask for concern with what is good for the country of him who comes as a stranger to make his fortune and leave afterwards.

No, let us not make God in our image, poor inhabitants that we are of a distant planet lost in infinite space. However brilliant and sublime our intelligence may be, it is scarcely more than a small spark which shines and in an instant is extinguished, and it alone can give us no idea of that blaze, that conflagration, that ocean of light!

The appetite is sharpened by the first bites.

The example could encourage others who only fear to start.