Woman is a miracle of divine contradictions.

The indifference of men, far more than their tyranny, is the torment of women.

Improvement depends far less upon length of tasks and hours of application than is supposed. Children can take in but a little each day; they are like vases with a narrow neck; you may pour little or pour much, but much will not enter at a time.

The historian's first duties are sacrilege and the mocking of false gods. They are his indispensable instruments for establishing the truth.

Our esteem is apt to be given where we know the least.

Woman is a miracle of divine contradictions.

The real, in all this efforts, is that we climb just for climbing.