No matter who you are, the thought of so much suffering and degradation must cause you to shudder at the sight of a veil or cassock, those two shrouds of human invention.
It is ourselves we have to fear. Prejudice is the real robber, and vice the real murderer.
Everything being a constant carnival, there is no carnival left.
What a grand thing, to be loved! What a grander thing still, to love!
Work is the law of life, and to reject it as boredom is to submit to it as torment.
Our life dreams the Utopia. Our death achieves the Ideal.