France Is Revolutionary Or She Is Nothing

Man Is Born Barbarous--he Is Ransomed From The Condition Of Beasts Only By Being Cultivated.

After His Blood, That Which A Man Can Next Give Out Of Himself Is A Tear.

The Death Of A Man's Wife Is Like Cutting Down An Ancient Oak That Has Long Shaded The Family Mansion. Henceforth The Glare Of The World, With Its Cares And Vicissitudes Falls Upon The Old Widower's Heart, And There Is Nothing To Break Their Force, Or Shield Him From The Full Weight Of Misfortune. It Is As If His Right Hand Were Withered; As If One Wing Of His Angel Was Broken, And Every Movement That He Made Brought Him To The Ground.

Let Us Savour The Swift Delights Of The Most Beautiful Of Our Days!

Civil Wars Leave Nothing But Tombs.