God manifests himself to us in the first degree through the life of the universe, and in the second degree through the thought of man. The second manifestation is not less holy than the first. The first is named Nature, the second is named Art.

To give thanks in solitude is enough. Thanksgiving has wings and goes where it must go. Your prayer knows much more about it than you do.

The day that a woman who is passing before you sheds a light upon you as she goes, you are lost, you love. You have then but one thing to do: to think of her so earnestly that she will be compelled to think of you.

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

A fixed idea ends in madness or heroism.

If a writer wrote merely for his time, I would have to break my pen and throw it away.

No one knows like a woman how to say things which are at once gentle and deep.