There is always more misery among the lower classes than there is humanity in the higher.

Happiness lies for those who cry, those who hurt, those who have searched, and those who have tried for only they can appreciate the importance of people who have touched their lives.

Is it not when the fall is the lowest that charity ought to be the greatest?

I am an intelligent river which has reflected successively all the banks before which it has flowed by meditating only on the images offered by those changing shores.

This first glance of a soul which does not yet know itself is like dawn in the heavens; it is the awakening of something radiant and unknown.

What is history? An echo of the past in the future; a reflex from the future on the past.

The most powerful symptom of love is a tenderness which becomes at times almost insupportable.