The miller believes that all the wheat grows so that his mill keeps running.

It is in vain that a man of sound mind and cool temper understands the condition of such a wretched being... He can no more communicate his own wisdom to him than a healthy man can instil his strength into the invalid by whose bedside he is seated.

Love and desire are the spirit's wings to great deeds.

Nature knows no pause in progress and development, and attaches her curse on all inaction.

Patriotism corrupts history.

Ill-humor is nothing more than an inward feeling of our own want of merit, a dissatisfaction with ourselves which is always united with an envy that foolish vanity excites.

There is a politeness of the heart; this is closely allied to love.