Certain thoughts are prayers. There are moments when, whatever be the attitude of the body, the soul is on its knees.
Our life dreams the Utopia. Our death achieves the Ideal.
Be like the bird that, pausing in her flight awhile on boughs too slight, feels them give way beneath her, and yet sings, knowing that she hath wings.
The power of a glance has been so much abused in love stories, that it has come to be disbelieved in. Few people dare now to say that two beings have fallen in love because they have looked at each other. Yet it is in this way that love begins, and in this way only.
Sire, you are looking at a plain man, and I am looking at a great man. Each of us may benefit.
The animal is ignorant of the fact that he knows. The man is aware of the fact that he is ignorant.
Puns are the droppings of soaring wits.
Taste is the common sense of genius.
Logic ignores the almost, just as the sun ignores the candle.
A compliment is something like a kiss through a veil. Victor Hug
To know, to think, to dream. That is everything.
I refuse the oration of all churches. I ask a prayer of all souls. I believe in God.
These are dark radiances. They have no suspicion that they are to be pitied. Certainly they are so. He who does not weep does not see. They are to be admired and pitied, as one would both pity and admire a being at once night and day, without eyes beneath his lashes but with a star on his brow.
...Nobody knows like a woman how to say things that are both sweet and profound. Sweetness and depth, this is all of woman; this is Heaven.
Reality in strong doses frightens.
There is one thing stronger than all the armies in the world, and that is an idea whose time as come.
There is a sacred horror about everything grand. It is easy to admire mediocrity and hills; but whatever is too lofty, a genius as well as a mountain, an assembly as well as a masterpiece, seen too near, is appalling.
One can resist the invasion of an army but one cannot resist the invasion of ideas.
Indigestion is charged by God with enforcing morality on the stomach.
Good actions are the invisible hinges on the doors of heaven.
Every good quality runs into a defect; economy borders on avarice, the generous are not far from the prodigal, the brave man is close to the bully; he who is very pious is slightly sanctimonious; there are just as many vices to virtue as there are holes in the mantle of Diogenes.
Revery, which is thought in its nebulous state, borders closely upon the land of sleep, by which it is bounded as by a natural frontier.
Society is a republic. When an individual tries to lift themselves above others, they are dragged down by the mass, either by ridicule or slander.
Do you hear the people sing Lost in the valley of the night? It is the music of a people Who are climbing to the light. For the wretched of the earth There is a flame that never dies. Even the darkest night will end And the sun will rise.
One cannot be a good historian of the outward, visible world without giving some thought to the hidden, private life of ordinary people; and on the other hand one cannot be a good historian of this inner life without taking into account outward events where these are relevant. They are two orders of
Every body drags its shadow, and every mind its doubt.
She worked in order to live, and presently fell in love, also in order to live, for the heart, too, has its hunger.
He would give all of his clothes to his servant, admonishing him NOT to return them until he had completed his day's work.
You are adorable, mademoiselle. I study your feet with the microscope and your soul with the telescope.
A creditor is worse than a slave-owner; for the master owns only your person, but a creditor owns your dignity, and can command it.