Grief - Happiness is to feel that one's soul is good; there is no other, in truth, and this kind of happiness may exist even in sorrow, so that there are griefs perfable to every joy, and such as would be preferred by all those who have felt them.

Without duty, life is soft and boneless.

Mediocrity is excellent to the eyes of mediocre people.

Everything that is exact is short.

Space is to place as eternity is to time.

The lively phraseology of Montesquieu was the result of long meditation. His words, as light as wings, bear on them grave reflections.

Young authors give their brains much exercise and little food.