Study lends a kind of enchantment to all our surroundings.

A married woman is a slave you must know how to seat upon a throne.

Science is the language of the temporal world; love is that of the spiritual world. Man, indeed, describes more than he explains; while the angelic spirit sees and understands. Science saddens man; love enraptures the angel; science is still seeking; love has found.

One of the most detestable habits of Lilliputian minds is to find their own littleness in others.

Events are never absolute, their outcome depends entirely upon the individual. Misfortune is a stepping stone for a genius, a piscina for a Christian, a treasure for a man of parts, and an abyss for a weakling.

Handsome widows, after a twelve-month, enjoy a latitude and longitude without limit.

The press is like a woman: sublime when it lies, it will not let go until it has forced you to believe it. The public, like a foolish husband, always succumbs.