Close by the Rights of Man, at the least set beside them, are the Rights of the Spirit.
What a gloomy thing, not to know the address of one's soul.
What a grand thing, to be loved! What a grander thing still, to love!
The soul has illusions as the bird has wings: it is supported by them.
To see so much misery everywhere, I suspect that God is not rich. He keeps up appearances, it is true, but I feel the pinch. He gives a revolution as a merchant, whose credit is low, gives a ball.
When God desires to destroy a thing, he entrusts its destruction to the thing itself. Every bad institution of this world ends by suicide.