When at eve, at the bounding of the landscape, the heavens appear to recline so slowly on the earth, imagination pictures beyond the horizon an asylum of hope, - a native land of love; and nature seems silently to repeat that man is immortal.

If one hour's work is enough to govern France, four minutes is all that is needed for Italy. There is no nation more easily frightened; even its poetic imagination predisposes it to fear, and they look upon power as on an image that fills them with terror.

O memory, thou bitter sweet,--both a joy and a scourge!

What matters in a character is not whether one holds this or that opinion: what matters is how proudly one upholds it.

There is no reality on this earth except religion and the power of love; all the rest is even more fugitive than life itself.

Love which is only an episode in the life of men, is the entire history of the life of women.

Man's most valuable faculty is his imagination.