We always cut our poetical theories to suit our talent.

The egotism of woman is always for two.

How true it is that, sooner or later, the' most rebellious must bow beneath the yoke of misfortune!

Who understands much, forgives much.

Love is a symbol of eternity. It wipes out all sense of time, destroying all memory of a beginning and all fear of an end.

When at eve, at the bounding of the landscape, the heavens appear to recline so slowly on the earth, imagination pictures beyond the horizon an asylum of hope, - a native land of love; and nature seems silently to repeat that man is immortal.

Thought can never be compared with action, but when it awakens in us the image of truth.