And Do You Know Monsieur Marius? I

Let Us Study Things That Are No More. It Is Necessary To Understand Them, If Only To Avoid Them.

Dear God! How Beauty Varies In Nature And Art.

Science Says The First Word On Everything, And The Last Word On Nothing.

The Drama Is Complete Poetry. The Ode And The Epic Contain It Only In Germ; It Contains Both Of Them In A State Of High Development, And Epitomizes Both.

One Can No More Keep The Mind From Returning To An Idea Than The Sea From Returning To A Shore. For A Sailor, This Is Called The Tide; In The Case Of The Guilty It Is Called Remorse. God Stirs Up The Soul As Well As The Ocean.