The mortal race is far too weak not to grow dizzy on unwonted brights.

Every person above the ordinary has a certain mission that they are called to fulfill.

Whatever we think out, whatever we take in hand to do, should be perfectly and finally finished, that the world, if it must alter, will only have to spoil it; we have then nothing to do but unite the severed, to recollect and restore the dismembered.

What a man does not understand, he does not possess.

If one has not read the newspapers for some months and then reads them all together, one sees, as one never saw before, how much time is wasted with this kind of literature.

What have the Germans gained by their boasted freedom of the press, except the liberty of abusing each other as they like?

He who moves not forward, goes backward.