[On Italian:] One may almost call it a language that talks of itself, and always seems more witty than its speakers.
Madame de Stael[Ridicule] laughs at all those who see the earnestness of life and who still believe in true feelings and in serious thought ... It soils the hope of youth. Only shameless vice is above its reach.
Madame de StaelLife often seems like a long shipwreck of which the debris are friendship, glory, and love. - The shores of existence are strewn with them.
Madame de StaelScientific progress makes moral progress a necessity; for if man's power is increased, the checks that restrain him from abusing it must be strengthened.
Madame de Stael