Minds which never rest are subject to many digressions.

Criticism even should not be without its charms. When quite devoid of all amenities, it is no longer literary.

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.

The last word should be the last word. It is like a finishing touch given to color; there is nothing more to add. But what precaution is needed in order not to put the last word first.

Ask the young. They know everything.

Pleasures are always children, pains always have wrinkles.

The Bible remained for me a book of books, still divine - but divine in the sense that all great books are divine which teach men how to live righteously.