Spring appears and we are once more children.

An English traveller relates how he lived upon intimate terms with a tiger; he had reared it and used to play with it, but always kept a loaded pistol on the table.

The pleasures of love are always in proportion to our fears.

I think no woman I have had ever gave me so sweet a moment, or at so light a price, as the moment I owe to a newly heard musical phrase.

It is the nobility of their style which will make our writers of 1840 unreadable forty years from now.

Indeed, man has two different beings inside him. What devil thought of that malicious touch?

Every great action is extreme when it is undertaken. Only after it has been accomplished does it seem possible to those creatures of more common stuff.