A little girl without a doll is almost as unhappy, and quite as impossible, as a woman without children." from chapter VIII of Les Miserables

Excitement is not enjoyment: in calmness lies true pleasure. The most precious wines are sipped, not bolted at a swallow.

Oh! Everything I loved!

Who then understands the reciprocal flux and reflux of the infinitely great and the infinitely small, the echoing of causes in the abysses of being, and the avalanches of creation?

Virtue has a veil, vice a mask.

I like the laughter that opens the lips and the heart, shows at the same time the pearls and the soul.

To think is of itself to be useful; it is always and in all cases a striving toward God.