In pure literature, the writers of the eighteenth century achieved, indeed, many triumphs; but their great, their peculiar, triumphs were in the domain of thought.

When Louis XIV assumed the reins of government France suddenly and wonderfully came to her maturity; it was as if the whole nation had burst into splendid flower.

It is perhaps as difficult to write a good life as to live one.

The history of the Victorian Age will never be written: we know too much about it.

In the literature of France Moliere occupies the same kind of position as Cervantes in that of Spain, Dante in that of Italy, and Shakespeare in that of England. His glory is more than national - it is universal.

How far the existence of the Academy has influenced French literature, either for good or for evil, is an extremely dubious question.

There are a great deal of a great many kinds of love.