Living Is Not Breathing But Doing.

Liberty May Be Gained, But Can Never Be Recovered.

Abstract Truth Is The Eye Of Reason.

My Bad Head Cannot Adjust Itself To The Way Things Are.... If I Want To Depict Spring, It Has To Be In Wintertime; If I Want To Describe A Beautiful Landscape, I Must Be Enclosed Within Walls; And I Have Said A Hundred Times That If I Were Put In The Bastille, There I Would Paint A Picture Of Liberty.

A Citizen Should Render To The State All The Services He Can As Soon As The Sovereign Demands Them.

I Feel An Indescribable Ecstasy And Delirium In Melting, As It Were, Into The System Of Being, In Identifying Myself With The Whole Of Nature.