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.

Men are not philosophers, but are rather very foolish children, who, by reason of their partiality, see everything in the most absurd manner, and are the victims at all times of the nearest object. There is even no philosopher who is a philosopher at all times. Our experience, our perception is conditioned by the need to acquire in parts and in succession, that is, with every truth a certain falsehood.

As to methods, there may be a million and then some, but principles are few. The man who grasps principles can successfully select his own methods.

Every man is grave alone.

The moment we indulge our affections, the earth is metamorphosed.

Every stoic was a stoic; but in Christendom where is the Christian?

To eat bread is one thing; to love the precepts of Christ and resolve to obey them is quite another.