... in the history of the human mind there has never been a useful thought or a profound truth that has not found its century and admirers.

Intellect does not attain its full force unless it attacks power.

a perfect piece of architecture kindles that aimless reverie, which bears the soul we know not whither.

in Italy, almost at every step, history and poetry add to the graces of nature, sweeten the memory of the past, and seem to preserve it in eternal youth.

The mind's pleasures are made to calm the tempests of the heart.

Love is above the laws, above the opinion of men; it is the truth, the flame, the pure element, the primary idea of the moral world.

It seems to me that we become more dear one to the other, in together admiring works of art, which speak to the soul by their true grandeur.