What is love? two souls and one flesh; friendship? two bodies and one soul.
Friendship admits of difference of character, as love does that of sex.
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.
Let us pray! God is just, he tries us; God is pitiful, he will comfort us; let us pray!
That which deceives us and does us harm, also undeceives us and does us good.
The historian must be a poet; not to find, but to find again; not to breathe life into beings, into imaginary deeds, but in order to re-animate and revive that which has been; to represent what time and space have placed at a distance from us.