The wounds of self-love turn incurable when the oxide of self-love gets into them.

Men who pay their tailors never amount to anything, they never even become Cabinet ministers.

To lese-majeste and contempt of court, we must add the crime of lese-million, that fearful indignity we visit on the rich when we expose the impotence of gold.

The smallest flower is a thought, a life answering to some feature of the Great Whole, of whom they have a persistent intuition.

Thanks to the toleration preached by the encyclopedists of the eighteenth century, the sorcerer is exempt from torture.

Wisdom is that apprehension of heavenly things to which the spirit rises through love.

A sick man, surrounded by those who love him, nursed by those who wish earnestly that he should live, will recover (all other things being equal), when another patient tended by hirelings will die. Doctors decline to see unconscious magnestism in this phenomenon; for them it is the result of intelligent nursing, of exact obedience to their orders; but many a mother knows the virtue of such ardent projections of strong, unceasing prayer.