In literature, there are only oxen. The biggest ones are the geniuses-the ones who toil eighteen hours a day without tiring.
Jules RenardI have no religion,’ says Borneau, ‘but I respect the religion of others. Religion is sacred.’ Why this privilege, this immunity?... A believer creates God in his own image; if he is ugly, his God will be morally ugly. Why should moral ugliness be respectable?
Jules Renard