If people did not love one another, I really don't see what use there would be in having any spring.
If nobody loved, the sun would go out.
Revery, which is thought in its nebulous state, borders closely upon the land of sleep, by which it is bounded as by a natural frontier.
The soul does not give itself up to despair until it has exhausted all illusions.
God put in man thought; society, action; nature, revery.
Let us sacrifice one day to gain perhaps a whole life.