Love is the symbol of eternity.
That past which is so presumptuously brought forward as a precedent for the present, was itself founded on some past that went before it.
Love, supreme power of the heart, mysterious enthusiasm that encloses in itself all poetry, all heroism, all religion!
It is not enough to forgive; one must forget.
Politeness is the art of choosing among your thoughts.
The sight of such a monument is like continual and stationary music, which one hears for one's good as one approaches it.