Love is the salutation of the angel to the stars

A few feet under the ground reigns so profound a silence, and yet so much tumult on the surface!

Freedom begins where it ends ignorance.

As for the author, he is profoundly unaware of what the classical or romantic genre might consist of.... In literature, as in allthings, there is only the good and the bad, the beautiful and the ugly, the true and the false.

In the vast cosmical changes, the universal life comes and goes in unknown quantities, ... sowing an animalcule here, crumbling a star there, oscillating and ... entangling, from the highest to the lowest, all activities in the obscurity of a dizzying mechanism, hanging the flight of an insect upon the movement of the earth... Enormous gearing, whose first motor is the gnat, and whose last wheel is the zodiac.

Let us study things that are no more. It is necessary to understand them, if only to avoid them.

All animals are to be found in men and each of theme exists in some man, sometimes several at the time.