When we are at the end of life, to die means to go away; when we are at the beginning, to go away means to die.

Style is the substance of the subject called unceasingly to the surface.

To commit the least possible sin is the law for man. To live without sin is the dream of an angel. Everything terrestrial is subject to sin. Sin is a gravitation.

People weighed down with troubles do not look back; they know only too well that misfortune stalks them.

Whatever causes night in our souls may leave stars. Cimourdain was full of virtues and truth, but they shine out of a dark background.

Idleness is a mother. She has a son, robbery, and a daughter, hunger.

The supreme happiness of life is the conviction that we are loved.