If we look closely at this earth, where God seems so utterly forgotten, we shall find that it is He, after all, who commands the most fidelity and the most love.

Faith, amid the disorders of a sinful life, is like the lamp burning in an ancient tomb.

The law of common sense.

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

Love sometimes elevates, creates new qualities, suspends the working of evil inclinations; but only for a day. Love, then, is an Oriental despot, whose glance lifts a slave from the dust, and then consigns him to it again.

Where there is a question of economy, I prefer privation.

A friendship will be young after the lapse of half a century; a passion is old at the end of three months.