There is a name hidden in the shadow of my soul, where I read it night and day and no other eye sees it.

Newspapers will ultimately engross all literature.

Poets and heroes are of the same race, the latter do what the former conceive.

Private passions grow tired and wear themselves out; political passions, never.

If God is thy father, human beings are thy brothers and sisters.

Kindness is virtue itself.

All our tastes are but reminiscences.