Thought is the work of the intellect, reverie is its self-indulgence. To substitute day-dreaming for thought is to confuse a poison with a source of nourishment.

Every step which the intelligence of Europe has taken has been in spite of the clerical party.

People do not lack strength; they lack will.

Have courage for the great sorrows of life and patience for the small ones; and when you have laboriously accomplished your daily task, go to sleep in peace.

The beautiful is as useful as the useful." He added after a moment’s silence, "Perhaps more so.

Intelligence is the wife, imagination is the mistress, memory is the servant.

Loving is almost a substitute for thinking. Love is a burning forgetfulness of all other things. How shall we ask passion to be logical?