One might almost reckon mathematically that, having undergone the double composition of public opinion and of the author, their history reaches us at third hand and is thus separated by two stages from the original fact.

The true God, the mighty God, is the God of ideas.

Of what use were the arts if they were only the reproduction and the imitation of life?

Greatness is the dream of youth realized in old age.

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?

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

What is a great life if not a youthful idea executed by a man of mature years.