To rise from error to truth is rare and beautiful.

To destroy abuses is not enough; Habits must also be changed. The windmill has gone, but the wind is still there." ~old man G--- to Monseigneur Bienvenu Myriel

The sunshine was delightful, the foliage gently astir, more from the activity of birds than from the breeze. One gallant little bird, doubtless lovelorn, was singing his heart out at the top of a tall tree.

Tobacco is the plant that converts thoughts into dreams.

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.

I think I missed my calling. I should have been an interior decorator.

At a certain depth of distress, the poor, in their stupor, groan no longer over evil, and are no longer thankful for good.