We shall always keep a spare corner in our heads to give passing hospitality to our friends' opinion.

Xenophon wrote with a swan's quill, Plato with a pen of gold, and Thucydides with a brazen stylus.

One man finds in religion his literature and his science, another finds in it his joy and his duty.

Our worries always come from our weaknesses.

We are all of us more or less echoes, repeating involuntarily the virtues, the defects, the movements, and the characters of those among whom we live.

Words, like glasses, obscure everything they do not make clear. Before using a fine word, make a place for it.

Today there are no more irreconcilable enmities, because there are no more disinterested emotions: that's a good thing born from a bad thing.