I see little alteration at Lyons since I formerly passed through it. Its manufactories are, nevertheless, flourishing, though less improvement than could be expected is visible in the external aspect of the place.

Imagination, which is the Eldorado of the poet and of the novel-writer, often proves the most pernicious gift to the individuals who compose the talkers instead of the writers in society.

Tears fell from my eyes - yes, weak and foolish as it now appears to me, I wept for my departed youth; and for that beauty of which the faithful mirror too plainly assured me, no remnant existed.

Love and enthusiasm are always ridiculous, when not reciprocated by their objects.

Wit lives in the present, but genius survives the future.

Listeners beware, for ye are doomed never to hear good of yourselves.

The infirmities of genius are often mistaken for its privileges.