To lie a little is not possible: he who lies, lies the whole lie.

Freedom in art, freedom in society, this is the double goal towards which all consistent and logical minds must strive.

Blessed be Providence which has given to each his toy: the doll to the child, the child to the woman, the woman to the man, the man to the devil!

Emotion is always new and the word has always served; therein lies the difficulty of expressing emotion.

M. Mabeuf’s political opinion was a passionate fondness for plants, and a still greater one for books. He had, like everybody else, his termination in ist, without which nobody could have lived in those times, but he was neither a royalist, nor a Bonapartist, nor a chartist, nor an Orleanist, nor an anarchist; he was an old-bookist.

The memory of an absent person shines in the deepest recesses of the heart, shining the more brightly the more wholly its object has vanished: a light on the horizon of the despairing, darkened spirit; a star gleaming in our inward night.

If you look in the eyes of the young, you see flame. If you look in the eyes of the old, you see light.