Grief is, of all the passions, the one that is the most ingenious and indefatigable in finding food for its own subsistence.

Life would be as insupportable without the prospect of death, as it would be without sleep.

Happiness consists not in having much, but in being content with little.

Arles is certainly one of the most interesting towns I have ever seen, whether viewed as a place remarkable for the objects of antiquity it contains, or for the primitive manners of its inhabitants and its picturesque appearance.

When we bring back with us the objects most dear, and find those we left unchanged, we are tempted to doubt the lapse of time; but one link in the chain of affection broken, and every thing seems altered.

To amend mankind, moralists should show them man, not as he is, but as he ought to be.

Yes, the meeting of dear friends atones for the regret of separation; and like it so much enhances affection, that after absence one wonders how one has been able to stay away from them so long.