A fine quotation is a diamond in the hand of a man of wit and a pebble in the hand of a fool.

Interest, ambition, fortune, time, temper, love, all kill friendship.

That which we know is but little; that which we have a presentiment of is immense; it is in this direction that the poet outruns the learned man.

There is a slowness in affairs which ripens them, and a slowness which rots them.

When orators and auditors have the same prejudices, those prejudices run a great risk of being made to stand for incontestable truths.

Nothing vivifies, and nothing kills, like the emotions.

Science is for those who learn; poetry, for those who know.