No communication or gift can exhaust genius or impoverish charity.
True love, like the eye, can bear no flaw.
Defeat serves to enlighten us.
Each particle of matter is an immensity, each leaf a world, each insect an inexplicable compendium.
There are many kinds of smiles, each having a distinct character. Some announce goodness and sweetness, others betray sarcasm, bitterness and pride; some soften the countenance by their languishing tenderness, others brighten by their spiritual vivacity.
He who can at all times sacrifice pleasure to duty approaches sublimity.