Nothing is so silly as the expression of a man who is being complimented.

It is with fine sentiments that bad literature is made. Descend to the bottom of the well if you wish to see the stars.

He who wants a rose must respect her thorn.

The belief that becomes truth for me... is that which allows me the best use of my strength, the best means of putting my virtues into action.

A desire for truth is by no means a need for certitude and it would be unwise to confuse one with the other.

True kindness presupposes the faculty of imagining as one's own the suffering and joys of others.

It is the special quality of love not to be able to remain stationary, to be obliged to increase under pain of diminishing.