Let us shun everything, which might tend to efface the primitive lineaments of our individuality. Let us reflect that each one of us is a thought of God.
Piety softens all that courage bears.
In youth we feel richer for every new illusion; in maturer years, for every one we lose.
Time is the shower of Danae; each drop is golden.
God has prohibited despair.
Attention is a silent and perpetual flattery.