Kings are for nations in their swaddling-clothes: France has attained her majority.

I see black light (his last words)

She worked in order to live, and presently fell in love, also in order to live, for the heart, too, has its hunger.

Friend is sometimes a word devoid of meaning; enemy, never.

Revolutions spring not from accident, but from necessity. A revolution is a return from the factitious to the real. It takes place because it must.

I tried. But I feel that I haven't given utterance to the thousandth part of what lies within me. When I go to the grave I can say as others have said, "I have finished my day's work." But I cannot say, "I have finished my life." My day's work will begin again the next morning. The tomb is not a blind alley; it is a thoroughfare. It closes on the twilight, but opens on the dawn.

The true artist can only labor con amore.