Our own interests are still an exquisite means for dazzling our eyes agreeably.

Human beings must be known to be loved; but Divine beings must be loved to be known.

Nature has made all her truths independent of one another. Our art makes one dependent on the other. But this is not natural. Each keeps its own place.

Nothing is thoroughly approved but mediocrity. The majority has established this, and it fixes its fangs on whatever gets beyond it either way.

The least movement is of importance to all nature. The entire ocean is affected by a pebble.

In difficult times carry something beautiful in your heart.

It is the contest that delights us, and not the victory.