Housekeeping is not beautiful; it cheers and raises neither the husband, the wife, nor the child; neither the host nor the guest;it oppresses women. A house kept to the end of prudence is laborious without joy; a house kept to the end of display is impossible to all but a few women, and their success is dearly bought.

Men's actions are too strong for them. Show me a man who has acted, and who has not been the victim and slave of his action.

I have heard that whoever loves is in no condition old.

Faith makes us, and not we it; and faith makes its own forms.

But genius looks forward: the eyes of men are set in his forehead, not in his hindhead: man hopes: genius creates.

One of the illusions of life is that the present hour is not the critical, decisive one.

Why needs a man be rich? Why must he have horses, fine garments, handsome apartments, access to public houses, and places of amusement? Only for want of thought.