Indolence is sweet, and its consequences bitter.

If there are atheists, who is to be blamed if not the mercenary tyrants of souls who, in revolting us against their swindles, compel some feeble spirits to deny the God whom these monsters dishonour?

Pleasantry is never good on serious points, because it always regards subjects in that point of view in which it is not the purpose to consider them.

We know that all the arts are brothers, that each of them illuminates another, and that a universal light results.

Doubt is not a very agreeable status, but certainty is a ridiculous one.

Let us cultivate our garden.

If it's too silly to be said, it can always be sung.