One of the hardest labours of the just man is to expunge from his soul a malevolence which it is difficult to efface.

I have been loving you a little more every minute since this morning.

All the forces in the world are not so powerful as an idea whose time has come.

He had, they said, tasted in succession all the apples of the tree of knowledge, and, whether from hunger or disgust, had ended by tasting the forbidden fruit.

The miserable's name is Man; he is agonizing in all climes, and he is groaning in all languages.

Liberation is not deliverance.

I'm not in the world to guard my own life, but to guard souls