Every individual nature has its own beauty. One is struck in every company, at every fireside, with the riches of nature, when he hears so many new tones, all musical, sees in each person original manners, which have a proper and peculiar charm, and reads new expressions of face. He perceives that nature has laid for each the foundations of a divine building, if the soul will build thereon.

Culture opens the sense of beauty.

We boast our emancipation from many superstitions; but if we have broken any idols, it is through a transfer of idolatry.

The reason of idleness and of crime is the deferring of our hopes. Whilst we are waiting, we beguile the time with jokes, with sleep, with eating, and with crimes.

People that seem so glorious are all show; underneath they are like everyone else.

The man in the street does not know a star in the sky.

Deal in our privacy with the last honesty and truth.