Love sometimes elevates, creates new qualities, suspends the working of evil inclinations; but only for a day. Love, then, is an Oriental despot, whose glance lifts a slave from the dust, and then consigns him to it again.

Friendship is like those ancient altars where the unhappy, and even the guilty, found a sure asylum.

Let our lives be pure as snowfields, where our steps leave a mark but no stain.

We reform others unconsciously when we walk uprightly.

Liberty must be a mighty thing; for by it God punishes and rewards nations.

We recognize the action of God in great things: we exclude it in small. We forget that the Lord of eternity is also the Lord of the hour.

Antiquity is a species of aristocracy with which it is not easy to be on visiting terms.