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.

To die for lack of love is horrible. The asphyxia of the soul.

There is no rapture in the love which is prompted by esteem; such affection is lasting, not passionate.

Of all the things that God has made, the human heart is the one which sheds the most light, alas! and the most darkness.

In the Twentieth Century war will be dead, the scaffold will be dead, hatred will be dead, frontier boundaries will be dead, dogmas will be dead; man will live. He will possess something higher than all these-a great country, the whole earth, and a great hope, the whole heaven.

He had, they said, tasted in succession all the apples of the tree of knowledge, and, whether from hunger or disgust, had ended by tasting the forbidden fruit.

Men like me are impossible until the day when they become necessary.