Modesty and dew love the shade.
Limited in his nature, infinite in his desires, man is a fallen god who remembers the heavens.
After his blood, that which a man can next give out of himself is a tear.
Let us enjoy the fugitive hour. Man has no harbor, time has no shore; it rushes on, and carries us with it.
It is for truth that God created genius.
Nature has given women two painful but heavenly gifts, which distinguish them, and often raise them above human nature,--compassion and enthusiasm. By compassion, they devote themselves; by enthusiasm they exalt themselves.