Justice is the very last thing of all wherewith the universe concerns itself. It is equilibrium that absorbs its attention.

The value of ourselves is but the value of our melancholy and our disquiet.

We can never judge a soul above the high water mark of our own.

They think that nothing will happen because they have closed their doors, and they do not know that it is in the soul that things always happen, and that the world does not end at their housedoor.

Every year, in November, at the season that follows the hour of the dead, the crowning and majestic hours of autumn, I go to visit the chrysanthemums ... They are indeed, the most universal, the most diverse of flowers.

In the world which we know, among the different and primitive geniuses that preside over the evolution of the several species, there exists not one, excepting that of the dog, that ever gave a thought to the presence of man.

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.