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

A moral character is attached to autumnal scenes; the leaves falling like our years, the flowers fading like our hours, the clouds fleeting like our illusions, the light diminishing like our intelligence, the sun growing colder like our affections, the rivers becoming frozen like our lives--all bear secret relations to our destinies.

Forests were the first temples of the Divinity, and it is in the forests that men have grasped the first idea of architecture.

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.

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.

Justice is the bread of the nation; it is always hungry for it.

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