No army can withstand the strength of an idea whose time has come.
Society is a republic. When an individual tries to lift themselves above others, they are dragged down by the mass, either by ridicule or slander.
Nobody loves the light like the blind man.
I was dying when you came.
Love is a portion of the soul itself, and it is of the same nature as the celestial breathing of the atmosphere of paradise.
It seemed to be a necessary ritual that he should prepare himself for sleep by meditating under the solemnity of the night sky... a mysterious transaction between the infinity of the soul and the infinity of the universe.