I fashion the expression of my face, as accurately as possible, in accordance with the expression of his, and then wait to see what thoughts or sentiments arise in my mind or heart, as if to match or correspond with the expression.

The object, Truth, or the satisfaction of the intellect, and the object, Passion, or the excitement of the heart, are, although attainable, to a certain extent, in poetry, far more readily attainable in prose.

Beauty of whatever kind, in its supreme development, invariably excites the sensitive soul to tears.

Invisible things are the only realities.

There are some secrets which do not permit themselves to be told.

-ev'n with us the breath Of Science dims the mirror of our joy.

Many years ago, I contracted an intimacy with a Mr. William Legrand. He was of an ancient Huguenot family, and had once been wealthy; but a series of misfortunes had reduced him to want.