Limited in his nature, infinite in his desires, man is a fallen god who remembers the heavens.

Joy is a flame which association alone can keep alive, and which goes out unless communicated.

Silence and simplicity obtrude on no one, but are yet two unequaled attractions in woman.

Thou makest the man, O Sorrow!--yes, the whole man,--as the crucible gold.

There is a woman at the begining of all great things.

True love is the ripe fruit of a lifetime.

Assassination makes only martyrs, not converts.