There are questions so indiscreet, that they deserve neither truth nor falsehood in reply.

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.

There are not good things enough in life to indemnify us for the neglect of a single duty.

Travel is the frivolous part of serious lives, and the serious part of frivolous ones.

When we see the shameful fortunes amassed in all quarters of the globe, are we not impelled to exclaim that Judas' thirty pieces of silver have fructified across the centuries?

In youth we feel richer for every new illusion; in maturer years, for every one we lose.

The mind wears the colors of the soul, as a valet those of his master.