Laughter is the sun that drives winter from the human face.

I am for religion, against religions.

Love resembles a tree: it bends under its own weight, deeply rooted in our being and sometimes turns green in the ruins of a heart.

To know how to distinguish the agitation arising from covetousness, from the agitation arising from principles, to fight the one and aid the other, in this lies the genius and the power of great revolutionary leaders.

What is fright by night is curiosity by day.

Is it not when the fall is the lowest that charity ought to be the greatest?

A language does not become fixed. The human intellect is always on the march, or, if you prefer, in movement, and languages with it.