When I first open my eyes upon the morning meadows and look out upon the beautiful world, I thank God I am alive.

The betrothed and accepted lover has lost the wildest charms of his maiden by her acceptance. She was heaven while he pursued her, but she cannot be heaven if she stoops to one such as he!

The glance is natural magic. The mysterious communication established across a house between two entire strangers, moves all the springs of wonder.

Invention breeds invention.

We want a state of things in which crime will not pay, a state of things which allows every man the largest liberty compatible with the liberty of every other man.

We will walk on our own feet; we will work with our own hands; we will speak our own minds... A nation of men will for the first time exist, because each believes himself inspired by the Divine Soul which also inspires all men.

Liberty is a slow fruit.