Scepticism, that dry caries of the intelligence.

...there is a point when the unfortunate and the infamous are associated and confused in a word, a mortal word, les miserables

The man is placed where the Earth ends, the woman, where the heaven starts.

Nations, like stars, are entitled to eclipse. All is well, provided the light returns and the eclipse does not become endless night. Dawn and resurrection are synonymous. The reappearance of the light is the same as the survival of the soul.

Certain thoughts are prayers. There are moments when, whatever be the attitude of the body, the soul is on its knees.

To love or have loved, that is enough. Ask nothing further. There is no other pearl to be found in the dark folds of life.

I write with one hand, but I fight with both.