To study in Paris is to be born in Paris!

Religion, Society, and Nature--these are the three struggles of man.

Friend is sometimes a word devoid of meaning; enemy, never.

Revolution is the larva of civilization.

Ideas can no more flow backward than can a river.

Each of our passions, even love, has a stomach that must not be overloaded. We must in everything write the word 'finis' in time; we must restrain ourselves, when it becomes urgent; we must draw the bolt on the appetite, play a fantasia on the violin, then break the strings with our own hand. The Wise man is he who knows when and how to stop.

He, who every morning plans the transactions of the day, and follows that plan, carries a thread that will guide him through a labyrinth of the most busy life.