One sometimes says: 'He killed himself because he was bored with life.' One ought rather to say: 'He killed himself because he was bored by lack of life.'

...there is a point when the unfortunate and the infamous are associated and confused in a word, a mortal word, les miserables

We are for religion against the religions.

Great griefs exhaust. They discourage us with life. The man into whom they enter feels something taken from him. In youth, their visit is sad; later on, it is ominous.

Those who every morning plan the transactions of the day and follow out that plan carry a thread that will guide them through the labyrinth of the most busy life. The orderly arrangement of their time is like a ray of light which darts itself through all their occupations. But where no plan is laid, where the disposal of time is surrendered merely to the chance of incidents, chaos will soon reign.

Philosophy should be an energy; it should find its aim and its effect in the amelioration of mankind.

Every bird which flies has the thread of the infinite in its claw.