We are immersed in beauty, but our eyes have no clear vision.

People only see what they are prepared to see. If you look for what is good and what you can be grateful for you will find it everywhere.

A nation, like a tree, does not thrive well till it is engraffed with a foreign stock.

When we see a special reformer we feel like asking him, What right have you, sir, to your own virtue? Is virtue piecemeal?

This ennui, for which we Saxons had no name,--this word of France, has got a terrific significance. It shortens life, and bereaves the day of its light.

The secret of drunkenness is, that it insulates us in thought, whilst it unites us in feeling.

And last of all, high over thought, in the world of morals, Fate appears as vindicator, levelling the high, lifting the low, requiring justice in man, and always striking soon or late when justice is not done. What is useful will last, what is hurtful will sink.