A bird sings, a child prattles, but it is the same hymn; hymn indistinct, inarticulate, but full of profound meaning.

If a writer wrote merely for his time, I would have to break my pen and throw it away.

There is something more terrible than a hell of suffering--a hell of boredom.

It is ourselves we have to fear. Prejudice is the real robber, and vice the real murderer.

There is one thing stronger than all the armies in the world, and that is an idea whose time as come.

As for the bishop, the sight of the guillotine was a great shock to him, from which he recovered only slowly.

Civilization survives on the constant discovery of amity and an equal supply of damnation.