Where is the man who has the strength to be true, and to show himself as he is?

Who is the wisest man? He who neither knows or wishes for anything else than what happens.

Nature is so perfect that the Trinity couldn't have fashioned her any more perfect. She is an organ on which our Lord plays and the devil works the bellows.

A good man, through obscurest aspirations Has still an instinct of the one true way.

There is nothing more frightful than for a teacher to know only what his scholars are intended to know.

He who is firm and resolute in will molds the world to himself.

An angel! Nonsense! Everybody so describes his mistress; and yet I find it impossible to tell you how perfect she is, or why she is so perfect: suffice it to say she has captivated all my senses.