Have you not observed that faith is generally strongest in those whose character may be called the weakest?

The voice of conscience is so delicate that it is easy to stifle it; but it is also so clear that it is impossible to mistake it.

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

[On Italian:] One may almost call it a language that talks of itself, and always seems more witty than its speakers.

Genius inspires this thirst for fame: there is no blessing undesired by those to whom Heaven gave the means of winning it.

Nothing recalls the past like music.

Conversation as talent exists only in France. In other countries, conversation provides politeness, discussion, and friendship; in France, it is an art for which imagination and soul are certainly very welcome, but which can also provide its own secret remedies to compensate you for the absence of either or both, if you so desire.