Die, very good, but do not make others die. Suicides like the one which is about to take place here are sublime, but suicide is restricted, and does not allow of extension; and so soon as it affects y...
Confiar es a veces abandonar.
Are you what is called a lucky man? Well, you are sad every day. Each day has its great grief or its little care...Hardly one day in a hundred of unbroken joy and sunshine. And you are of that small n...
A man without a woman is like a pistol without a trigger; it is the woman who makes the man go off.
Progress - the stride of God!
Nature like a kind and smiling mother lends herself to our dreams and cherishes our fancies.
Let us reflect, if we wish to be brilliant. Too much improvisation empties the mind in a stupid way. Running beer gathers no froth. No haste, gentlemen.
Reason is intelligence taking exercise. Imagination is intelligence with an erection.
More powerful than the mighty armies is an idea whose time has come.
Doing nothing is happiness for children and misery for old men.
The three great problems of this century the degradation of man in the proletariat, the subjection of women through hunger, the atrophy of the child by darkness.
مرگ جز به خداوند متعلق نیست. آدمیان به چه حق در این امر مجهول دخالت میکنند؟
إن الحياة التى تخلو من العاطفة ليست غير حركة جافة صارخة ممزقة
À ceux qui ignorent, enseignez-leur [...]Le coupable n'est pas celui qui y fait le péché, mais celui qui y a fait l'ombre.
Who can calculate the trajectory of a molecule? How do we know the creation of worlds is not determined by the falling of grains of sand? Who, after all, knows the reciprocal ebb and flow of the infin...
To sacrifice the world to paradise is to let slip the prey for the shadow.
They are les misérables - the outcasts, the underdogs. And who is to blame? Is it not the most fallen who have most need of charity?
There is nothing like a dream to create the future. Utopia to-day, flesh and blood tomorrow.
There is neither a foreign war nor a civil war; there is only just and unjust war.
The soul gropes in search of a soul, and finds it. And that soul, found and proven, is a woman. A hand sustains you, it is hers; lips lightly touch your forehead, they are her lips; you hear breathing...