He who contemplates the depths of Paris is seized with vertigo.
Nothing is more fantastic. Nothing is more tragic.
Nothing is more sublime.

“The faults of women, children and servants,' he said, 'and of the weak, the poo…”

“Better than the tread of mighty armies is an idea whose time has come.”

“All is not at an end on earth since we can still talk nonsense.”

“A vacancy in the heart does not accomodate itself to a stop-gap.”