In saying no to progress, it is not the future which they condemn, but themselves. They give themselves a melancholy disease; they inoculate themselves with the past. There is but one way of refusing tomorrow, that is to die.

Wherever the Turkish hoof trods, no grass grows.

Conscience is God present in man.

We should judge a man much more surely from what he dreams than from what he thinks.

You preserve your shame but you kill your glory.

Prayer is an august avowal of ignorance.

It is an unpleasant thing to go to bed without supper, it is a still less pleasant thing not to sup and not to know where one is to sleep.