People do not lack strength; they lack will.
Peace is the virtue of civilization. War is its crime.
Pain is as diverse as man. One suffers as one can.
Our life dreams the Utopia. Our death achieves the Ideal.
Our acts make or mar us, we are the children of our own deeds.
One sometimes says: 'He killed himself because he was bored with life.' One ought rather to say: 'He killed himself because he was bored by lack of life.'
One of the hardest tasks is to extract continually from one's soul an almost inexhaustible ill will.
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.
One can resist the invasion of an army but one cannot resist the invasion of ideas.
One believes others will do what he will do to himself.
Nothing else in the world... not all the armies... is so powerful as an idea whose time has come.
No one knows like a woman how to say things which are at once gentle and deep.
I am an intelligent river which has reflected successively all the banks before which it has flowed by meditating only on the images offered by those changing shores.
Each man should frame life so that at some future hour fact and his dreaming meet.
I love all men who think, even those who think otherwise than myself.