Genius can never despise labour.
No great thought, no great object, satisfies the mind at first view, nor at the last.
A woman . . . always feels herself complimented by love, though it may be from a man incapable of winning her heart, or perhaps even her esteem.
Genius is clairvoyant.
Only those who love with the heart can animate the love of others.
Labor is the law of happiness.