He did not study God; he was dazzled by him.

The beautiful has but one type, the ugly has a thousand.

The human soul has still greater need of the ideal than of the real. It is by the real that we exist; it is by the ideal that we live.

No matter who you are, the thought of so much suffering and degradation must cause you to shudder at the sight of a veil or cassock, those two shrouds of human invention.

The earlier works of a man of genius are always preferred to the newer ones, in order to prove that he is going down instead of up.

Kings are for nations in their swaddling-clothes: France has attained her majority.

where would the shout of love begin, if not from the summit of sacrifice?