There are but two future verbs which man may appropriate confidently and without pride: "I shall suffer," and "I shall die.

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

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.

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

The most culpable of the excesses of Liberty is the harm she does herself.

We are all of us, in this world, more or less like St. January, whom the inhabitants of Naples worship one day, and pelt with baked apples the next.

Old age is not one of the beauties of creation, but it is one of its harmonies.