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

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

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

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

Of all human sentiments, enthusiasm creates the most happiness; it is the only sentiment in fact which gives real happiness, the only sentiment which can help us to bear our human destiny in any situation in which we may find ourselves.

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

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