The impartiality of history is not that of the mirror, which merely reflects objects, but of the judge, who sees, listens, and decides.

After his blood, that which a man can next give out of himself is a tear.

All our tastes are but reminiscences.

Fiction is the microscope of truth.

Kindness is virtue itself.

Providence conceals itself in the details of human affairs, but becomes unveiled in the generalities of history.

History teaches everything, even the future.