Human thought has no limit. At its risk and peril, it analyzes and dissects its own fascination. We could almost say that, by a sort of splendid reaction, it fascinates nature; the mysterious world surrounding us returns what it receives; it is likely that contemplators are contemplated.

Curiosity is one of the forms of feminine bravery.

Profound hearts, wise minds, take life as God makes it; it is a long trial, and unintelligible preparation for the unknown destiny.

Clearly, he had his own strange way of judging things. I suspect he acquired it from the Gospels.

Though one believes in nothing, there are moments in life when one accepts the religion of the temple nearest at hand.

He had the confidence of a man who had never been wounded.

Confiar es a veces abandonar.

Above all, you can believe in Providence in either of two ways, either as thirst believes in the orange, or as the ass believes in the whip.

Geometry is deceptive; the hurricane alone is trustworthy.

A torch-flame resembles the wisdom of cowards: it gives a poor light because it trembles.

For our part, if we were forced to make a choice between the barbarians of civilization and the civilized men of barbarism, we should choose the barbarians.

Man is not a circle with a single centre; he is an ellipse with a double focus. Facts form one of these, and ideas the other.