The thoughts you think will irradiate you as though you are a transparent vase.

Most creatures have a vague belief that a very precarious hazard, a kind of transparent membrane, divides death from love; and that the profound idea of nature demands that the giver of life should die at the moment of giving.

The true sage is not he who sees, but he who, seeing the furthest, has the deepest love for mankind.

To be good we must needs have suffered; but perhaps it is necessary to have caused suffering before we can become better.

All our knowledge merely helps us to die a more painful death than the animals that know nothing. A day will come when science will turn upon its error and no longer hesitate to shorten our woes. A day will come when it will dare and act with certainty; when life, grown wiser, will depart silently at its hour, knowing that it has reached its term.

There is no soul that does not respond to love, for the soul of man is a guest that has gone hungry these centuries back.

To be happy is only to have freed one's soul from the unrest of unhappiness.