Occupation: Writer Birth: April 2, 1840 Death: September 29, 1902
Why is it that my heart is so touched whenever I meet a dog lost in our noisy streets? Why do I feel such anguished pity when I see one of these crea….
Everything is only a dream..
The artist is nothing without the gift, but the gift is nothing without work..
Did not one spend the first half of one's days in dreams of happiness and the second half in regrets and terrors?.
Don't go looking at me like that because you'll wear your eyes out..
The past was but the cemetery of our illusions: one simply stubbed one's toes on the gravestones..
If you shut up truth and bury it under the ground, it will but grow, and gather to itself such explosive power that the day it bursts through it will….
Respectable people... What bastards!.
If you shut up truth, and bury it underground, it will but grow..
I am spending delightful afternoons in my garden, watching everything living around me. As I grow older, I feel everything departing, and I love ever….
The fate of animals is of greater importance to me than the fear of appearing ridiculous; it is indissolubly connected with the fate of men..
I would rather die of passion than of boredom..
Man's highest duty is to protect animals from cruelty..
Did science promise happiness? I do not believe it. It promised truth, and the question is to know if we will ever make happiness with truth..
It is not I who am strong, it is reason, it is truth..
The only basis for living is believing in life, loving it, and applying the whole force of one's intellect to know it better..
Civilization will not attain to its perfection until the last stone from the last church falls on the last priest..
If you ask me what I came into this life to do, I will tell you: I came to live out loud..
Nothing develops intelligence like travel..
If people can just love each other a little bit, they can be so happy..
Governments are suspicious of literature because it is a force that eludes them..