I won't wait until the end of my term to say I made mistakes at the beginning. That's too late. I will try to adopt the proper behaviour, if the French give me the chance, right from the start.

Austerity need not be Europe's fate.

Today, Paris is the capital of the world.

I could have made a fortune in cheeseburgers, but I finally chose politics.

I don't like indecent, unearned wealth. But it is legitimate for an entrepreneur who has created something to make a good living.

If we don't manage to find not just a compromise but a lasting peace agreement, we know perfectly well what the scenario will be. It has a name, it's called war.

There cannot be prosperity without security.

There are tensions abroad where people don't understand our attachment to the freedom of speech, we've seen the protests, and I would say that in France all beliefs are respected.

Each country has a soul, and France's soul is equality.

My real adversary has no name, no face, no party. It will never be elected, yet it governs - the adversary is the world of finance.

To me, it's important to preserve proximity to the people. I wouldn't do anything pretentious, and nothing that hurts the people who voted for me. Triumphalism isn't my thing.

Never settle for less, optimize your potential wherever you find yourself.

A bred-in-the-bone Boston lady when asked why she never travelled said 'Why should I? I'm already there.'

Surrender is the path to freedom through our unique authenticity, where we experience the flow of life not through the narrow lens of the mind, but through the vast refuge of the heart.

Where we have strong emotions, we're liable to fool ourselves.

And in this passion for understanding her soul lay close to his; she had him all to herself. But he must be made abstract first.

Most evil comes from the belief that one is a victim, or one's group is a victim

Even when everything seems rotten you can't trust that judgment. It's the sum of all your judgments that counts.

Our genius ain't appreciated around here... let's scram!

The unbelief of the age is attested by the loud condemnation of trifles.

Rose is in red, But never in blue, Sharp as a thorn, Fights like one too.