Conscientious men are, almost everywhere, less encouraged than tolerated.

What is experience? A poor little hut constructed from the ruins of the palace of gold and marble called our illusions.

It is impossible to be just if one is not generous.

We call that person who has lost his father, an orphan; and a widower that man who has lost his wife. But that man who has known the immense unhappiness of losing a friend, by what name do we call him? Here every language is silent and holds its peace in impotence.

I look at what I have not and think myself unhappy; others look at what I have and think me happy.

The orator is the mouth (os) of a nation.

No labor is hopeless.