She talked thus, bent double, shaken with sobs, blinded by tears, her neck bare, clenching her hands, coughing with a dry and short cough, stammering very feebly with an agonised voice. Great grief is...
Cities make ferocious men because they make corrupt men. The mountains, the sea, the forest, make savage men; they develop the fierce side, but often without destroying the humane side.
The best minds have their soft spots and sometimes feel somewhat bruised by the scant respect of logic.
Nothing is so charming as the ruddy tints that happiness can shed around a garret room.
The need of the immaterial is the most deeply rooted of all needs. One must have bread; but before bread, one must have the ideal.
Counterfeits of the past, under new names, may easily be mistaken for the future. The past, that ghostly traveler, is liable to forge his papers. We must be wary of the trap. The past has a face which...
What would be ugly in a garden constitutes beauty in a mountain.
There are, as we know, powerful and illustrious atheists. At bottom, led back to the truth by their very force, they are not absolutely sure that they are atheists; it is with them only a question of...
What is history? An echo of the past in the future a reflex from the future on the past.
Let no one misunderstand our idea; we do not confound what are called 'political opinions' with that grand aspiration after progress with that sublime patriotic, democratic, and human faith, which, in...
The infinite has being. It is there. If infinity had no self then self would not be. But it is. Therefore it has a self. The self of infinity is God.
Peace is the virtue of civilization. War is its crime.
A criminal remains a criminal whether he uses a convict's suit or a monarch's crown.
This is one of those rare moments when, while doing that which it is one's duty to do, one feels something which disconcerts one, and which would dissuade one from proceeding further; one persists, it...
Release is not the same as liberation. You get out of jail, all right, but you never stop being condemned.
Tall and thin, Mademoiselle Baptistine was a pale and gentle person. She was the incarnation of the word 'respectable,' whereas to be 'venerable,' a woman should lso be a mother.
Be like the bird that passing on her flight awhile on boughs too slight feels them give way beneath her and yet sings knowing that she hath wings.
This is the shade of difference: the door of the physician should never be shut, the door of the priest should always be open.
Style is the shape the ideal takes, rhythm, its movement.
Formerly these harsh cells in which the discipline of the prison leaves the condemned to himself were composed of four stone walls, a ceiling of stone, a pavement of tiles, a camp bed, a grated air-ho...
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