Every man is eloquent once in his life.

Men cease to interest us when we find their limitations

The first wealth is health.

Sleep takes off the costume of circumstance, arms us with terrible freedom, so that every will rushes to a deed.

The divine gift is ever the instant life, which receives and uses and creates, and can well bury the old in the omnipotency with which Nature decomposes all her harvest for recomposition.

A lady with whom I was riding in the forest said to me that the woods always seemed to her to wait, as if the genii who inhabit them suspend their deeds until the wayfarer had passed onward; a thought which poetry has celebrated in the dance of the fairies, which breaks off on the approach of human feet.

Anger is that powerful internal force that blows out the light of reason.