Let there be worse cotton and better men.

The people are to be taken in very small doses.

There can never be deep peace between two spirits, never mutual respect, until, in their dialogue, each stands for the whole world.

But every jet of chaos which threatens to exterminate us is convertible by intellect into wholesome force. Fate is unpenetrated causes.

Nothing in nature is exhausted in its first use...In God, every end is converted into a new means.

The connection between our knowledge and the abyss of being is still real, and the explication must be not less magnificent.

The simplest words,--we do not know what they mean except when we love and aspire.