God is a shower to the heart burned up with grief; God is a sun to the face deluged with tears.

The habit of prayer communicates a penetrating sweetness to the glance, the voice, the smile, the tears,--to all one says, or does, or writes.

The city does not take away, neither does the country give, solitude; solitude is within us.

Literature was formerly an art and finance a trade; today it is the reverse.

What is slander? A verdict of "guilty" pronounced in the absence of the accused, with closed doors, without defence or appeal, by an interested and prejudiced judge.

Present unhappiness is selfish; past sorrow is compassionate.

Since unhappiness excites interest, many, in order to render themselves interesting, feign unhappiness.