He who has ceased to enjoy his friend's superiority has ceased to love him.

Those who make us happy are always thankful to us for being so; their gratitude is the reward of their benefits.

Life grows darker as we go on, till only one pure light is left shining on it; and that is faith. Old age, like solitude and sorrow, has its revelations.

The beings who appear cold, but are only timid, adore where they dare to love.

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.

Our faults afflict us more than our good deeds console. Pain is ever uppermost in the conscience as in the heart.

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