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. |
Sublime upon sublime scarcely presents a contrast, and we need a little rest from everything, even the beautiful. |
Common sense is in spite of, not as the result of education. |
Nothing else in the world... not all the armies... is so powerful as an idea whose time has come. |
The word is the Verb, and the Verb is God. |
Genius is a promontory jutting out into the infinite. |
A mother's arms are made of tenderness and children sleep soundly in them. |
There is nothing like a dream to create the future. |
Intelligence is the wife, imagination is the mistress, memory is the servant. |
Each man should frame life so that at some future hour fact and his dreaming meet. |
People do not lack strength; they lack will. |
By putting forward the hands of the clock you shall not advance the hour. |
As a means of contrast with the sublime, the grotesque is, in our view, the richest source that nature can offer. |
It is often necessary to know how to obey a woman in order sometimes to have the right to command her. |
A great artist is a great man in a great child. |
Curiosity is one of the forms of feminine bravery. |
Despotism is a long crime. |
Prayer is an august avowal of ignorance. |
The animal is ignorant of the fact that he knows. The man is aware of the fact that he is ignorant. |
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. |