Let us take our bloated nothingness out of the path of the divine circuits.
Each of us sees in others what we carry in our own hearts.
The world is plentiful with honey, but only the humble bee can collect it.
I am the lover of uncontained and immortal beauty. In the wilderness, I find something more dear and connate than in streets or villages. In the tranquil landscape, and especially in the distant line of the horizon, man beholds somewhat as beautiful as his own nature.
The only method to possess a buddy is always to be one.
Napoleon said of Massena, that he was not himself until the battle began to go against him; then, when the dead began to fall in ranks around him, awoke his powers of combination, and he put on terror and victory as a robe.