He who contemplates the depths of Paris is seized with vertigo. Nothing is more fantastic. Nothing is more tragic. Nothing is more sublime.
Short as life is, we make it still shorter by the careless waste of time.
He who despairs is wrong.
There shall be no slavery of the mind.
Because one doesn't like the way things are is no reason to be unjust towards God.
Joy's smile is much closer to tears than laughter.