Liberty begets anarchy, anarchy leads to despotism, and despotism brings about liberty once again. Millions of human beings have perished without being able to make any of these systems triumph.

It is easy to sit up and take notice, What is difficult is getting up and taking action.

When you doubt your power, you give power to your doubt.

True love is eternal, infinite, and always like itself. It is equal and pure.

Great love affairs start with Champagne and end with tisane.

In diving to the bottom of pleasure we bring up more gravel than pearls.

Love may be or it may not, but where it is, it ought to reveal itself in its immensity.

The heart of a mother is a deep abyss at the bottom of which you will always find forgiveness.

When women love us, they forgive us everything, even our crimes; when they do not love us, they give us credit for nothing, not even our virtues.

A good husband is never the first to go to sleep at night or the last to awake in the morning.

A woman knows the face of the man she loves as a sailor knows the open sea.

My favorite place for taking a vacation is found in my library.

It is just as important to give all of what you are, than all of what you have. Nevertheless, it is always reciprocated.

Like following life through creatures you dissect, You lose it in the moment you detect.

We live in a moment when the dream of equal opportunity is within reach.

Going to the golf course every day for work? That's a good job.

He never seemed to get tired. Always first up and ready to move on. Never afraid of what lay ahead.

I believe every child is born with a gift from God - big or small - and that we should all make the most of our talents.

I think people should find themselves being entertained by something that's worth being entertained by.

Most dystopian, classic and contemporary, paints a future world that puts a twist on present society - a future world that could plausibly happen.

The sea-road is good for wanderers and landless men. There is quenching of thirst on the grey paths of the winds, and the flying clouds to still the sting of lost dreams.