Revolutions are not born of chance but of necessity.
A republic may be called the climate of civilization.
Music expresses that which cannot be put into words.
A day will come when a cannon will be exhibited in museums, just as instruments of torture are now, and the people will be astonished that such a thing could have been.
The supreme ordeal, let us say rather, the only ordeal, is the loss of the beloved being.
This conflict between right and fact has endured since the origins of society. To bring the duel to an end, to consolidate the pure ideal with the human reality, to make the right peacefully interpenetrate the fact, and the fact the right, this is the work of the wise.