It is thus that we walk through the world like the blind, not knowing whither we are going, regarding as bad what is good, regarding as good what is bad, and ever in entire ignorance.

It is day by day that we go forward; today we are as we were yesterday and tomorrow we shall be like ourselves today. So we go on without being aware of it, and this is one of the miracles of Providence that I so love.

Faith creates the virtues in which it believes.

Thicken your religion a little. It is evaporating altogether by being subtilized.

When I step into this library, I cannot understand why I ever step out of it.

Oh Dear! How unfortunate I am not to have anyone to weep with!

matrimony is a very dangerous disorder; I had rather drink.