Woe, alas, to those who have loved only bodies, forms, appearances! Death will rob them of everything. Try to love souls, you will find them again.

Great grief is a divine and terrible radiance which transfigures the wretched.

Do not ask the name of the person who seeks a bed for the night. He who is reluctant to give his name is the one who most needs shelter.

All who suffer are full of hatred; all who live drag a remorse: the dead alone have broken their chains.

There is no vacuum in the human heart. Certain demolitions take place, and it is well that they do, but on condition that they are followed by reconstructions.

Yes, instruction! Light! Light! Everything comes from light, and to everything it returns.

Daring is the price of progress. All splendid conquests are the prize of boldness, more or less.