That men saw his mask, but the bishop saw his face. That men saw his life, but the bishop saw his conscience.

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

You ask me what forces me to speak? a strange thing; my conscience.

No doubt it was necessary to civilize man in relation to man. That work is already advanced and is making progress every day. But man must be civilized also in relation to nature.

A joyous little creature, so beautiful, It was as if a gate of Heaven opened as she came in.

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

To die for lack of love is horrible. The asphyxia of the soul.