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.

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

A religious life is a struggle and not a hymn.

women have no existence except in love; the history of their life begins and ends with love!

The life of famous men was more glorious in antiquity; the life of obscure men is happier with the moderns.

When women oppose themselves to the projects and ambition of men, they excite their lively resentment; if in their youth they meddle with political intrigues, their modesty must suffer.

We always cut our poetical theories to suit our talent.