Every historian discloses a new horizon.

Love without reverence and enthusiasm is only friendship.

... when we are misunderstood it is always our own fault. What the reader wants most of all is to be able to grasp what we think; but you loftily refuse to comply.

One changes from day to day, and... after a few years have passed one has completely altered.

One never knows how much a family may grow; and when a hive is too full, and it is necessary to form a new swarm, each one thinks of carrying away his own honey.

Some say that cats are devils, but they behave badly only when they are alone. When they are among us cats are angels.

These tears do me good, they have watered the parched place; perhaps my heart will grow again there!