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.
Madame de Stael[On Italian:] One may almost call it a language that talks of itself, and always seems more witty than its speakers.
Madame de StaelMystery such as is given of God is beyond the power of human penetration, yet not in opposition to it.
Madame de StaelWhatever efforts one may make, one must revert to the realization that religion is the real basis of morality; religion is the real and perceptible purpose within us, which alone, can turn aside our attention from things. ... The science of morality can no more teach human beings to be honest, in all the magnificence of this word, than geometry can teach one how to draw.
Madame de Stael