He who would confine his thought to present time will not understand present reality.

Woman is the Sunday of man: not his repose only, but his joy; the salt of his life.

How beautifully everything is arranged by Nature; as soon as a child enters the world, it finds a mother ready to take care of it.

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

Woe be to him who tries to isolate one department of knowledge from the rest. All science is one: language, literature and history, physics, mathematics and philosophy; subjects which seem the most remote from one another are in reality connected, or rather they all form a single system.

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

He who knows how to be poor knows everything.