What! alive, and so bold, O earth?

It is impossible that had Buonaparte descended from a race of vegetable feeders that he could have had either the inclination or the power to ascend the throne of the Bourbons.

Twin-sister of Religion, Selfishness.

I have drunken deep of joy.

Kings are like stars,-they rise and set, they have The worship of the world, but no repose.

Love withers under constraints: its very essence is liberty: it is compatible neither with obedience, jealousy, nor fear.

As long as skies are blue, and fields are green Evening must usher night, night urge the morrow, Month follow month with woe, and year wake year to sorrow