One believes others will do what he will do to himself.

There is will in the thought, there is none in the dream. The dream, which is completely spontaneous, takes and keeps, even in the gigantic and the ideal, the form of our mind. Nothing springs more directly and more sincerely from the very bottom of our souls than our unreflected and indefinite aspirations towards the splendours of destiny.

When a woman is talking to you, listen to what she says with her eyes.

That men saw his mask, but the bishop saw his face. That men saw his life, but the bishop saw his conscience.

We would be ashamed of our best behavior if the people knew the motives of our behaving so.

Is it not when the fall is the lowest that charity ought to be the greatest?

One of the hardest labours of the just man is to expunge from his soul a malevolence which it is difficult to efface.