The most dangerous of all flattery is the inferiority of those about us.
Loving souls are like paupers. They live on what is given them.
Truth only is prolific. Error, sterile in itself, produces only by means of the portion of truth which it contains. It may have offspring, but the life which it gives, like that of the hybrid races, cannot be transmitted.
We must labor unceasingly to render our piety reasonable, and our reason pious.
The injustice of men subserves the justice of God, and often His mercy.
If it were ever allowable to forget what is due to superiority of rank, it would be when the privileged themselves remember it.