The heart and the blood are less impressible than the nerves.

In short, our inward being rules us, no matter what we do.

You may reconcile two families who have half-killed each other, as in Brittany and in La Vendee during the civil wars, but you can no more reconcile the calumniators and the calumniated than you can the spoilers and the despoiled.

It is only in epic poems that men curse each other before they kill.

The savage, and the peasant who is much like a savage, seldom speak unless to deceive an enemy.