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.

There are people who laugh to show their fine teeth; and there are those who cry to show their good hearts.

The vital air of friendship is composed of confidence. Friendship perishes in proportion as this air diminishes.

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

We want our friend as a man of talent, less because he has talent than because he is our friend.

Friendship admits of difference of character, as love does that of sex.

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