‎"Dost thou understand? I love thee!" he cried again."What love!" said the unhappy girl with a shudder.He resumed,--"The love of a damned soul.

When two souls have finally found each other, there is established between them a union which begins on earth and continues forever in heaven.

Doing nothing is happiness for children and misery for old men.

The earth is a great piece of stupidity.

The earlier works of a man of genius are always preferred to the newer ones, in order to prove that he is going down instead of up.

Beauty is as useful as the useful. More so, perhaps. (Le beau est aussi utile que l'utile. Plus peut-etre.)

The beautiful is as useful as the useful." He added after a moment’s silence, "Perhaps more so.