The mountains, the forest, and the sea, render men savage; they develop the fierce, but yet do not destroy the human.
At a certain depth of distress, the poor, in their stupor, groan no longer over evil, and are no longer thankful for good.
If you don't build castles in the air you won't build anything on the ground.
I repeat, whether we be Italians or Frenchmen, misery concerns us all.
God is behind everything, but everything hides God.
We should judge a man much more surely from what he dreams than from what he thinks.