Every thought which genius and piety throw into the world alters the world.

Bonaparte knew but one merit, and rewarded in one and the same way the good soldier, the good astronomer, the good poet, the good player.

The state of society is one in which the members have suffered amputation from the trunk, and strut about so many walking monsters,—a good finger, a neck, a stomach, an elbow, but never a man.

There comes a period of the imagination to each--a later youth--the power of beauty, the power of looks, of poetry.

When at last in a race a new principle appears, an idea--that conserves it; ideas only save races.

The charm of the best courages is that they are inventions, inspirations, flashes of genius.

Any work looks wonderful to me except the one which I can do.