Nature, like a kind and smiling mother, lends herself to our dreams and cherishes our fancies.
Scepticism, that dry caries of the intelligence.
Wisdom and eloquence are not always united.
Men like me are impossible until the day when they become necessary.
Proverty and wealth are comparative sins.
No matter who you are, the thought of so much suffering and degradation must cause you to shudder at the sight of a veil or cassock, those two shrouds of human invention.