The heart of a man's like that delicate weed, / Which requires to be trampled on, boldly indeed / Ere it gives forth the fragrance you wish to extract.

Nothing really immoral is ever permanently popular.

Ah, what without a heaven would be even love!--a perpetual terror of the separation that must one day come.

Grief alone can teach us what is man.

To dispense with ceremony is the most delicate mode of conferring a compliment.

Strive, while improving your one talent, to enrich your whole capital as a man. It is in this way that you escape from the wretched narrow-mindedness which is the characteristic of every one who cultivates his specialty alone.

We are born for a higher destiny than that of earth; there is a realm where the rainbow never fades, where the stars will be spread before us like islands that slumber on the ocean, and where the beings that pass before us like shadows will stay in our presence forever.