The repose of darkness is deeper on the water than on the land.

When grace combines with wrinkles, it is admirable. There is an indescribable light of dawn about intensely happy old age. . . . The young person is handsome, but the old, superb.

A man without a woman is like a pistol without a trigger; it is the woman who makes the man go off.

Mothers arms are made of tenderness, And sweet sleep blesses the child who lies therein.

Genius: the superhuman in man.

This conflict between right and fact has endured since the origins of society. To bring the duel to an end, to consolidate the pure ideal with the human reality, to make the right peacefully interpenetrate the fact, and the fact the right, this is the work of the wise.

The thirst for the Infinite proves infinity.