Death, my son, is a good thing for all men; it is the night for this worried day that we call life. It is in the sleep of death that finds rest for eternity the sickness, pain, desperation, and the fears that agitate, without end, we unhappy living souls.

Death, my son, is a good thing for all men; it is the night for this worried day that we call life. It is in the sleep of death that finds rest for eternity the sickness, pain, desperation, and the fears that agitate, without end, we unhappy living souls.

The Christian religion alone contemplates the conjugal union in the order of nature; it is the only religion which presents woman to man as a companion; every other abandons her to him as a slave. To religion alone do European women owe their liberty.

Literature is the daughter of heaven, who descended upon earth to soften and charm all human ills.

Patience is the courage of virtue.

Our ancestors have travelled the iron age; the golden is before us.

Every trait of beauty may be traced to some virtue, as to innocence, candor, generosity, modesty, and heroism.