Diamonds are found only in the dark places of the earth, truths are found only in the depths of thought.
He who contemplates the depths of Paris is seized with vertigo. Nothing is more fantastic. Nothing is more tragic. Nothing is more sublime.
There is no distress so complete but that even in the most critical moments the inexplicable sunrise of hope is seen in its depths.
Idleness, pleasure, what abysses! To do nothing is a dreary course to take, be sure of it. To live idle upon the substance of society! To be useless, that is to say, noxious! This leads straight to the lowest depth of misery.
At a certain depth of distress, the poor, in their stupor, groan no longer over evil, and are no longer thankful for good.
The production of souls is the secret of unfathomable depth.