You have enemies? Why, it is the story of every man who has done a great deed or created a new idea.

Love resembles a tree: it bends under its own weight, deeply rooted in our being and sometimes turns green in the ruins of a heart.

Not seeing people permits us to imagine them with every perfection.

I believe that pity is a law like justice, and that kindness is a duty like uprightness. That which is weak has a right to the kindness and pity of that which is strong. In the relations of man with the animals...there is a great ethic, scarcely perceived as yet, which will at length break through into the light, and which will be the corollary and the complement to humans ethics. Are there not here unsounded depths for the thinker? Is one to think oneself mad because one has the sentiment of universal pity in one's heart?

You are adorable, mademoiselle. I study your feet with the microscope and your soul with the telescope.

To a gargoyle on the ramparts of Notre Dame as Esmeralda rides off with Gringoire Quasimodo says. "Why was I not made of stone like thee?

Mankind is not a circle with a single center but an ellipse with two focal points of which facts are one and ideas the other.