Let us not disdain glory too much; nothing is finer, except virtue. The height of happiness would be to unite both in this life.

We must not always try to plumb the depths of the human heart; the truths it contains are among those that are best seen in half-light or in perspective.

The heart feels, the head compares.

The cat lives alone, has no need of society, obeys only when she pleases, pretends to sleep that she may see more clearly, and scratches everything on which she can lay her paw.

There is nothing beautiful or sweet or great in life that is not mysterious.

Every man carries within himself a world made up of all that he has seen and loved; and it is to this world that he returns, incessantly, though he may pass through and seem to inhabit a world quite foreign to it.

An original writer is not one who imitates nobody, but one whom nobody can imitate.