A writer is a world trapped in a person.
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.
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.
Let us study things that are no more. It is necessary to understand them, if only to avoid them.
Work is the law of life, and to reject it as boredom is to submit to it as torment.
We teachers make the road, others will make the journey.
Never laugh at those who suffer; suffer sometimes those who laugh.
Proverty and wealth are comparative sins.
A war between Europeans is a civil war.
The soul has greater need of the ideal than of the real
Not seeing people allows you to think of them as perfect in all kinds of ways.
So your desire is to do nothing? Well, you shall not have a week, a day, an hour, free from oppression. You shall not be able to lift anything without agony. Every passing minute will make your muscles crack. What is feather to others will be a rock to you. The simplest things will become difficult. Life will become monstrous about you. To come, to go, to breathe, will be so many terrible tasks for you. Your lungs will feel like a hundred-pound weight.
You preserve your shame but you kill your glory.
The most terrible of motives and the most unanswerable of responses: Because.
He never went out without a book under his arm, and he often came back with two.
In the Twentieth Century war will be dead, the scaffold will be dead, hatred will be dead, frontier boundaries will be dead, dogmas will be dead; man will live. He will possess something higher than all these-a great country, the whole earth, and a great hope, the whole heaven.
Curiosity is one of the forms of feminine bravery.
He loved books; books are cold but safe friends.
Separated lovers cheat absence by a thousand fancies which have their own reality. They are prevented from seeing one another and they cannot write; nevertheless they find countless mysterious ways of corresponding, by sending each other the song of birds, the scent of flowers, the laughter of children.
Do not let it be your aim to be something, but to be someone.
Where no plan is laid, where the disposal of time is surrendered merely to the chance of incident, chaos will soon reign.
Love is the foolishness of men, and the wisdom of God.
To rise at six, to dine at ten, To sup at six, to sleep at ten, Makes a man live for ten times ten.
True thinkers are characterized by a blending of clearness and mystery.
Death belongs to God alone; by what right do men touch that unknown thing?
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