With so many thousand joys, is it not black ingratitude to call the world a place of sorrow and torment?

Without God there is for mankind no purpose, no goal, no hope, only a wavering future, an eternal dread of every darkness.

Poverty is the only load which is the heavier the more loved ones there are to assist in bearing it.

Universal love is a glove without fingers, which fits all bands alike and none closely; but true affection is like a glove with fingers, which fits one hand only, and sits close to that one.

It is easier and handier for men to flatter than to praise.

Nations and men are only the best when they are the gladdest, and deserve heaven when they enjoy it.

Never part without loving words to think of during your absence. It may be that you will not meet again in this life.