We distrust our heart too much, and our head not enough.

No labor is hopeless.

A face which is always serene possesses a mysterious and powerful attraction: sad hearts come to it as to the sun to warm themselves again.

Lofty mountains are full of springs; great hearts are full of tears.

We love justice greatly, and just men but little.

Morality is the fruit of religion: to desire the former without the latter is to desire an orange without an orange-tree.

Like those statues which must be made larger than "nature" in order that, viewed from below, or from a distance, they may appear to be of the "natural" size, certain truths must be "strained" in order that the public may form a just idea of them.