Youth, even in its sorrows, always has a brilliancy of its own.

Without vanity, without coquetry, without curiosity, in a word, without the fall, woman would not be woman. Much of her grace is in her frailty.

Despotism is a long crime.

Do you know what friendship is... it is to be brother and sister; two souls which touch without mingling, two fingers on one hand.

Earnestness is the salt of eloquence.

There are people who observe the rules of honor as one observes the stars, from a great distance.

The reduction of the universe to the compass of a single being, and the extension of a single being until it reaches God - that is love. Love is the salute of the angels to the stars. How sad is the heart when rendered sad by love! How great is the void created by the absence of the being who alone fills the world.