The more I see of the representatives of the people, the more I admire my dogs. - Alphonse de Lamartine

The very eagle, destined to soar so high and to see so far, begins his life in the fissures of the rocks, and in his early days only sees the arid and sometimes fetid borders of his eyry.

Silence is the winding-sheet of the past: it is sometimes impious, often dangerous to raise it. But even when it is raised piously and lovingly, the first moment is a cruel one.

Les utopies ne sont souvent que des verités prématurées.