To err is human. To loaf is Parisian.
Friend is sometimes a word devoid of meaning; enemy, never.
Kings are for nations in their swaddling-clothes: France has attained her majority.
A day will come when there will be no battlefields, but markets opening to commerce and minds opening to ideas.
Greater than the tread of mighty armies is an idea whose time has come.
He saw before him two roads, both equally straight ; but he saw two; and that terrified him — him, who had never in his life known but one straight line. And, bitter anguish, these two roads were contradictory.