One must, so long as there is any life left, back up the character of one's life.

Love is above the laws, above the opinion of men; it is the truth, the flame, the pure element, the primary idea of the moral world.

Every time a new nation, America or Russia for instance, advances toward civilization, the human race perfects itself; every time an inferior class emerges from enslavement and degradation, the human race again perfects itself.

The universe is in France; outside it, there is nothing.

[Ridicule] laughs at all those who see the earnestness of life and who still believe in true feelings and in serious thought ... It soils the hope of youth. Only shameless vice is above its reach.

The sight of such a monument is like continual and stationary music, which one hears for one's good as one approaches it.

Providence protects us in all the details of our lot.