What is a great life but a youthful intention carried out in maturity?

Of what use is the memory of facts, if not to serve as an example of good or of evil?

A calm despair, without angry convulsions or reproaches directed at heaven, is the essence of wisdom.

Do you know that charming part of our country which has been called the garden of France - that spot where, amid verdant plains watered by wide streams, one inhales the purest air of heaven?

The human mind, I believe, cares for the True only in the general character of an epoch.

What is the use of theorizing as to wherein lies the charm that moves us?

Poetry is the disease of the brain.