I am a soul. I know well that what I shall render up to the grave is not myself. That which is myself will go elsewhere. Earth, thou art not my abyss!
There is but one way of refusing To-morrow, that is to die.
I refuse the oration of all churches. I ask a prayer of all souls. I believe in God.
Freedom begins where it ends ignorance.
Strong and bitter words indicate a weak cause.
To destroy abuses is not enough; Habits must also be changed. The windmill has gone, but the wind is still there." ~old man G--- to Monseigneur Bienvenu Myriel