Society develops wit, but its contemplation alone forms genius.

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

Society develops wit, but its contemplation alone forms genius.

The sight of such a monument is like continual and stationary music, which one hears for one's good as one approaches it.

Love is the emblem of eternity; it confounds all notion of time.

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.

That past which is so presumptuously brought forward as a precedent for the present, was itself founded on some past that went before it.