One is not idle because one is absorbed. There is both visible and invisible labor. To contemplate is to toil, to think is to do. The crossed arms work, the clasped hands act. The eyes upturned to Heaven are an act of creation.

No one can keep a secret better than a child.

Freedom in art, freedom in society, this is the double goal towards which all consistent and logical minds must strive.

The beautiful has but one type, the ugly has a thousand.

The animal is ignorant of the fact that he knows. The man is aware of the fact that he is ignorant.

Nature has made a pebble and a female. The lapidary makes the diamond, and the lover makes the woman.

Sorrow is a fruit. God does not make it grow on limbs too weak to bear it.

Reaction – a boat which is going against the current but which does not prevent the river from flowing on.

Our acts make or mar us, we are the children of our own deeds.

The ox suffers, the cart complains.

Pain is as diverse as man. One suffers as one can.

The wise man does not grow old, but ripens.

Certain thoughts are prayers. There are moments when, whatever be the attitude of the body, the soul is on its knees.

One believes others will do what he will do to himself.

The man who does not know other languages, unless he is a man of genius, necessarily has deficiencies in his ideas.

He, who every morning plans the transactions of the day, and follows that plan, carries a thread that will guide him through a labyrinth of the most busy life.

To contemplate is to look at shadows.

The wicked envy and hate; it is their way of admiring.

When God desires to destroy a thing, he entrusts its destruction to the thing itself. Every bad institution of this world ends by suicide.

Almost all our desires, when examined, contain something too shameful to reveal.

Civil war? What does that mean? Is there any foreign war? Isn’t every war fought between men, between brothers?

Joy’s smile is much closer to tears than laughter.

Blessed be Providence which has given to each his toy: the doll to the child, the child to the woman, the woman to the man, the man to the devil!

Strange to say, the luminous world is the invisible world; the luminous world is that which we do not see. Our eyes of flesh see only night.

Those who live are those who fight.

The omnipotence of evil has never resulted in anything but fruitless efforts. Our thoughts always escape from whoever tries to smother them.

There are fathers who do not love their children; there is no grandfather who does not adore his grandson.

As a means of contrast with the sublime, the grotesque is, in our view, the richest source that nature can offer.

Prayer is an august avowal of ignorance.

Wisdom is a sacred communion.

To think of shadows is a serious thing.

Hell is an outrage on humanity. When you tell me that your deity made you in his image, I reply that he must have been very ugly.

Life’s greatest happiness is to be convinced we are loved.

Amnesty is as good for those who give it as for those who receive it. It has the admirable quality of bestowing mercy on both sides.

I met in the street a very poor young man who was in love. His hat was old, his coat worn, his cloak was out at the elbows, the water passed through his shoes, – and the stars through his soul.

Be like the bird who, pausing in her flight awhile on boughs too slight, feels them give way beneath her, and yet sings, knowing she hath wings.

There are thoughts which are prayers. There are moments when, whatever the posture of the body, the soul is on its knees.

Music expresses that which cannot be said and on which it is impossible to be silent.

People do not lack strength; they lack will.

Genius: the superhuman in man.

Be as a bird perched on a frail branch that she feels bending beneath her, still she sings away all the same, knowing she has wings.

Son, brother, father, lover, friend. There is room in the heart for all the affections, as there is room in heaven for all the stars.

Concision in style, precision in thought, decision in life.

But when ill indeed, Even dismissing the doctor don’t always succeed.

The supreme happiness of life is the conviction that we are loved; loved for ourselves, or rather in spite of ourselves.

To rise from error to truth is rare and beautiful.

Without vanity, without coquetry, without curiosity, in a word, without the fall, woman would not be woman. Much of her grace is in her frailty.

The ode lives upon the ideal, the epic upon the grandiose, the drama upon the real.

A mother’s arms are made of tenderness and children sleep soundly in them.

Initiative is doing the right thing without being told.

Men like me are impossible until the day when they become necessary.

There is one thing stronger than all the armies in the world, and that is an idea whose time as come.

Laughter is the sun that drives winter from the human face.

By putting forward the hands of the clock you shall not advance the hour.

When dictatorship is a fact, revolution becomes a right.

What would be ugly in a garden constitutes beauty in a mountain.

Conscience is God present in man.

Adversity makes men, and prosperity makes monsters.

Intelligence is the wife, imagination is the mistress, memory is the servant.

I don’t mind what Congress does, as long as they don’t do it in the streets and frighten the horses.

Each man should frame life so that at some future hour fact and his dreaming meet.

Smallness in a great man seems smaller by its disproportion with all the rest.

We say that slavery has vanished from European civilization, but this is not true. Slavery still exists, but now it applies only to women and its name is prostitution.

One of the hardest tasks is to extract continually from one’s soul an almost inexhaustible ill will.

Nations, like stars, are entitled to eclipse. All is well, provided the light returns and the eclipse does not become endless night. Dawn and resurrection are synonymous. The reappearance of the light is the same as the survival of the soul.

To be perfectly happy it does not suffice to possess happiness, it is necessary to have deserved it.

When liberty returns, I will return.

A library implies an act of faith.

It is the end. But of what? The end of France? No. The end of kings? Yes.

Puns are the droppings of soaring wits.

Evil. Mistrust those who rejoice at it even more than those who do it.

Liberation is not deliverance.

The last resort of kings, the cannonball. The last resort of the people, the paving stone.

The little people must be sacred to the big ones, and it is from the rights of the weak that the duty of the strong is comprised.

Try as you will, you cannot annihilate that eternal relic of the human heart, love.

He who is not capable of enduring poverty is not capable of being free.

Well, for us, in history where goodness is a rare pearl, he who was good almost takes precedence over he who was great.

Sublime upon sublime scarcely presents a contrast, and we need a little rest from everything, even the beautiful.

It is from books that wise people derive consolation in the troubles of life.

An intelligent hell would be better than a stupid paradise.

One sometimes says: ‘He killed himself because he was bored with life.’ One ought rather to say: ‘He killed himself because he was bored by lack of life.’

Genius is a promontory jutting out into the infinite.

What is history? An echo of the past in the future; a reflex from the future on the past.

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.

Doing nothing is happiness for children and misery for old men.

There is nothing like a dream to create the future.

The soul has illusions as the bird has wings: it is supported by them.

When grace is joined with wrinkles, it is adorable. There is an unspeakable dawn in happy old age.

Do not let it be your aim to be something, but to be someone.

Perseverance, secret of all triumphs.

An invasion of armies can be resisted, but not an idea whose time has come.

The most powerful symptom of love is a tenderness which becomes at times almost insupportable.

Curiosity is one of the forms of feminine bravery.

The drama is complete poetry. The ode and the epic contain it only in germ; it contains both of them in a state of high development, and epitomizes both.

One sees qualities at a distance and defects at close range.

Fashions have done more harm than revolutions.

There is one spectacle grander than the sea, that is the sky; there is one spectacle grander than the sky, that is the interior of the soul.

There is no such thing as a little country. The greatness of a people is no more determined by their numbers than the greatness of a man is by his height.

The mountains, the forest, and the sea, render men savage; they develop the fierce, but yet do not destroy the human.

The first symptom of love in a young man is timidity; in a girl boldness.

It is often necessary to know how to obey a woman in order sometimes to have the right to command her.

Idleness is the heaviest of all oppressions.

Have courage for the great sorrows of life and patience for the small ones; and when you have laboriously accomplished your daily task, go to sleep in peace.

A faith is a necessity to a man. Woe to him who believes in nothing.

To love is to act.

Short as life is, we make it still shorter by the careless waste of time.

He who opens a school door, closes a prison.

A man is not idle because he is absorbed in thought. There is a visible labor and there is an invisible labor.

Virtue has a veil, vice a mask.

No one knows like a woman how to say things which are at once gentle and deep.

The word is the Verb, and the Verb is God.

The brutalities of progress are called revolutions. When they are over we realize this: that the human race has been roughly handled, but that it has advanced.

Architecture has recorded the great ideas of the human race. Not only every religious symbol, but every human thought has its page in that vast book.

It is by suffering that human beings become angels.

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.

The ideal and the beautiful are identical; the ideal corresponds to the idea, and beauty to form; hence idea and substance are cognate.

It is nothing to die. It is frightful not to live.

Everything being a constant carnival, there is no carnival left.

Close by the Rights of Man, at the least set beside them, are the Rights of the Spirit.

Forty is the old age of youth; fifty the youth of old age.

A war between Europeans is a civil war.

Common sense is in spite of, not as the result of education.

To think is of itself to be useful; it is always and in all cases a striving toward God.

One is not idle because one is absorbed. There is both visible and invisible labor. To contemplate is to toil, to think is to do. The crossed arms work, the clasped hands act. The eyes upturned to Heaven are an act of creation.

Love is a portion of the soul itself, and it is of the same nature as the celestial breathing of the atmosphere of paradise.

Life is the flower for which love is the honey.

Greater than the tread of mighty armies is an idea whose time has come.

To love beauty is to see light.

We see past time in a telescope and present time in a microscope. Hence the apparent enormities of the present.

The flesh is the surface of the unknown.

Rhyme, that enslaved queen, that supreme charm of our poetry, that creator of our meter.

Dear God! how beauty varies in nature and art. In a woman the flesh must be like marble; in a statue the marble must be like flesh.

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.

My tastes are aristocratic, my actions democratic.

Stupidity talks, vanity acts.

As the purse is emptied, the heart is filled.

Whenever a man’s friends begin to compliment him about looking young, he may be sure that they think he is growing old.

It is most pleasant to commit a just action which is disagreeable to someone whom one does not like.

I love all men who think, even those who think otherwise than myself.

Jesus wept; Voltaire smiled. From that divine tear and from that human smile is derived the grace of present civilization.

Mankind is not a circle with a single center but an ellipse with two focal points of which facts are one and ideas the other.

When a woman is talking to you, listen to what she says with her eyes.

I am a soul. I know well that what I shall render up to the grave is not myself. That which is myself will go elsewhere. Earth, thou art not my abyss!

I’m religiously opposed to religion.

All the forces in the world are not so powerful as an idea whose time has come.

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.

Change your opinions, keep to your principles; change your leaves, keep intact your roots.

When a man is out of sight, it is not too long before he is out of mind.

Men become accustomed to poison by degrees.

The human soul has still greater need of the ideal than of the real. It is by the real that we exist; it is by the ideal that we live.

Nothing else in the world… not all the armies… is so powerful as an idea whose time has come.

Many great actions are committed in small struggles.

To love another person is to see the face of God.

To give thanks in solitude is enough. Thanksgiving has wings and goes where it must go. Your prayer knows much more about it than you do.

Great perils have this beauty, that they bring to light the fraternity of strangers.

Habit is the nursery of errors.

Peace is the virtue of civilization. War is its crime.

A great artist is a great man in a great child.

Toleration is the best religion.

Never laugh at those who suffer; suffer sometimes those who laugh.

Style is the substance of the subject called unceasingly to the surface.

What a grand thing, to be loved! What a grander thing still, to love!

The learned man knows that he is ignorant.

Strong and bitter words indicate a weak cause.

Because one doesn’t like the way things are is no reason to be unjust towards God.

Hope is the word which God has written on the brow of every man.

I am an intelligent river which has reflected successively all the banks before which it has flowed by meditating only on the images offered by those changing shores.

A compliment is something like a kiss through a veil.

No one ever keeps a secret so well as a child.

How did it happen that their lips came together? How does it happen that birds sing, that snow melts, that the rose unfolds, that the dawn whitens behind the stark shapes of trees on the quivering summit of the hill? A kiss, and all was said.

Indigestion is charged by God with enforcing morality on the stomach.

Our life dreams the Utopia. Our death achieves the Ideal.

Religions do a useful thing: they narrow God to the limits of man. Philosophy replies by doing a necessary thing: it elevates man to the plane of God.

Despotism is a long crime.

Taste is the common sense of genius.

I put a Phrygian cap on the old dictionary.

There have been in this century only one great man and one great thing: Napoleon and liberty. For want of the great man, let us have the great thing.

The greatest happiness of life is the conviction that we are loved; loved for ourselves, or rather, loved in spite of ourselves.

Thought is the labor of the intellect, reverie is its pleasure.

Scepticism, that dry caries of the intelligence.

To learn to read is to light a fire; every syllable that is spelled out is a spark.

One can resist the invasion of an army but one cannot resist the invasion of ideas.