I never was able to believe in the existence of next year except as in a metaphysical notion.

I must keep on rowing, not until I reach port but until I reach my grave.

The most beautiful landscapes in the world, if they evoke no memory, if they bear no trace of a remarkable event, are uninteresting compared to historic landscapes.

The greater part of what women write about women is mere sycophancy to man.

Happiness is a wondrous commodity: the more you give, the more you have.

When a noble life has prepared old age, it is not decline that it reveals, but the first days of immortality.

Providence protects us in all the details of our lot.