Woman is a miracle of divine contradictions.

The historian's first duties are sacrilege and the mocking of false gods. They are his indispensable instruments for establishing the truth.

Love is strong in its passion; affection is powerful in its gentleness.

What manly eloquence could produce such an effect as woman's silence?

Great hearts alone understand how much glory there is in being good.

Each year, it is necessary to respire, to take breath again, to revive ourselves at the great living sources that forever keep their eternal freshness. Where can we find them if not at the cradle of our race, on the sacred summits from where descend the Indus and the Ganges....?

At its starting point in India, the birthplace of races and religions, the womb of the world.