Solitude vivifies, isolation kills.

The man abandoned by his friends, one after another, without just cause, will acquire, the reputation of being hard to please, changeable, ungrateful, unsociable.

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

At first we hope too much and later on, not enough.

Reason guides but a small part of man, and the rest obeys feeling, true or false, and passion, good or bad.

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.

Education, properly understood, is that which teaches discernment.