The world leaves no track in space, and the greatest action of man no mark in the vast idea.

Beauty rests on necessities.

Being perfectly well-dressed gives a feeling of tranquillity that religion is powerless to bestow.

Manners are the happy ways of doing things; each once a stroke of genius or of love, now repeated and hardened into usage.

Walking has the best value as gymnastics of the mind.

In private places, among sordid objects, an act of truth or heroism seems at once to draw to itself the sky as its temple, the sun as its cradle. Nature stretches out her arms to embrace man, only let his thoughts be of equal greatness.

There is always a best way of doing everything, if it be to boil an egg. Manners are the happy ways of doing things.