The mountains, the forest, and the sea, render men savage; they develop the fierce, but yet do not destroy the human.
There comes an hour when protest no longer suffices; after philosophy there must be action; the strong hand finishes what the idea has sketched.
During a wise man's whole life, his destiny holds his philosophy in a state of siege.
If you want to civilize a man, begin with his grandmother.
Puns are the droppings of soaring wits.
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.