Indigestion is charged by God with enforcing morality on the stomach.

To love another person is to see the face of God.

Idleness, pleasure, what abysses! To do nothing is a dreary course to take, be sure of it. To live idle upon the substance of society! To be useless, that is to say, noxious! This leads straight to the lowest depth of misery.

God secludes Himself; but the thinker listens at the door.

The delight we inspire in others has this enchanting peculiarity that, far from being diminished like every other reflection, it returns to us more radiant than ever.

A fall from such a height is rarely straight downwards.

Prayer is an august avowal of ignorance.