The Persistence Of An All-absorbing Idea Is

Paris Is A Sum Total. Paris Is The Ceiling Of The Human Race. All This Prodigious City Is An Epitome Of Dead And Living Manners And Customs. He Who Sees Paris, Seems To See All History Through With The Sky And Constellations In The Intervals.

It Is Not So Easy To Keep Silent When The Silence Is A Lie.

Phenomena Intersect; To See But One Is To See Nothing.

We Are On The Side Of Religion As Opposed To Religions, And We Are Among Those Who Believe In The Wretched Inadequacy Of Sermons And The Sublimity Of Prayer.

He Who Opens A School Door, Closes A Prison.