The feeble howl with the wolves, bray with the asses, and bleat with the sheep. — Madame Roland Copy Share Image
“Plus je vois le homes, plus j’admire les chiens” (The more I see of men, the more I admire dogs).” — Madame Roland Copy Share Image
I was not always free from melancholy; but even melancholy had its charms. — Madame Roland Copy Share Image
It is impossible to rise to freedom, from the midst of corruptions, without strong convulsions. They are the salutary crises of a serious disease.… — Madame Roland Copy Share Image
A fondness for satire indicates a mind pleased with irritating others; for myself, I never could find amusement in killing flies. — Madame Roland Copy Share Image
I have been reading Madame Roland's memoirs and have come to the conclusion that she was a very over-rated woman; snobbish, vain, sentimental, envious… — Madame Roland Copy Share Image
Ennui is the disease of hearts without feeling, and of minds without resources. — Madame Roland Copy Share Image
It would have cost me more trouble to escape from injustice, than it does to submit to it. — Madame Roland Copy Share Image
It is for the wise people who delight in humanity, praise justice, despise their flatterers, and respect the truth. — Madame Roland Copy Share Image
Deep joy is a serene and sober emotion, rarely evinced in open merriment. — Madame Roland Copy Share Image
The feeble howl with the wolves, bray with the asses, and bleat with the sheep. — Madame Roland Copy Share Image
