Children never grow tired; their likes and dislikes are constant; let them laugh at something once and they laugh always; do what you will, they are sure to say, 'Do it again!

Words express only the feelings we know already.

there are no nationalities in heaven.

history ... a sort of immortality turned upside down. Her life stretched backwards through ten centuries.

One should make one's life a mosaic. Let the general design be good, the colors lively, and the materials diversified.

The arts are good and providential in that they allow the soul to imitate the movements of love, and to feel love without its being returned - which, perhaps, is the only way of feeling it permanently.

... love always betrays its intentions.