We are sure that, though we know not how, necessity does comport with liberty, the individual with the world, my polarity with thespirit of the times. The riddle of the age has for each a private solution.

The life of labor does not make men, but drudges.

Love is like a hunter, who cares not for the game when once caught, which he may have pursued with the most intense and breathless eagerness. Love is strongest in pursuit; friendship in possession.

In the country, without any interference from the law, the agricultural life favors the permanence of families.

All nobility in its beginnings was somebody's natural superiority.

Is there a difference? Yes. We are in harmony with nature, but never at peace.

It is God in you that responds to God without, or affirms his own words trembling on the lips of another.