In nature we never see anything isolated, but everything in connection with something else which is before it, beside it, under it and over it.

Common sense is the genius of humanity.

All that is transitory is but a metaphor.

Love is an ideal thing, marriage a real thing; a confusion of the real with the ideal never goes unpunished.

The person who in shaky times also wavers only increases the evil, but the person of firm decision fashions the universe.

Who longs in solitude to live, Ah! soon his wish will gain: Men hope and love, men get and give, and leave him to his pain.

It is natural to man to regard himself as the object of the creation, and to think of all things in relation to himself, and the degree in which they can serve and be useful to him.