Who then understands the reciprocal flux and reflux of the infinitely great and the infinitely small, the echoing of causes in the abysses of being, and the avalanches of creation?

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!

The most powerful symptom of love is a tenderness which becomes at times almost insupportable.

The poor man shuddered, overflowed with an angelic joy; he declared in his transport that this would last through life; he said to himself that he really had not suffered enough to deserve such radiant happiness, and he thanked God, in the depths of his soul, for having permitted that he, a miserable man, should be so loved by this innocent being.

And so, being in Heaven, it was easy for him to lose sight of earth.

One can resist the invasion of an army but one cannot resist the invasion of ideas.

To learn to read is to light a fire; every syllable that is spelled out is a spark.