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.

Indulgence is lovely in the sinless; toleration, adorable in the pious and believing heart.

Only those faults which we encounter in ourselves are insufferable to us in others.

Silence is like nightfall. Objects are lost in it insensibly.

The best of lessons, for a good many people, would be to listen at a keyhole. It is a pity for such that the practice is dishonorable.

To love deeply in one direction makes us more loving in all others.

What I value most next to eternity is time.