The language of religion can alone suit every situation and every mode of feeling.

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

Where no interest is takes in science, literature and liberal pursuits, mere facts and insignificant criticisms necessarily become the themes of discourse; and minds, strangers alike to activity and meditation, become so limited as to render all intercourse with them at once tasteless and oppressive.

It is not enough to forgive; one must forget.

Venice astonishes more than it pleases at first sight.

The greater part of what women write about women is mere sycophancy to man.

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.