Mirrors, those revealers of the truth, are hated; that does not prevent them from being of use.

I'm not in the world to guard my own life, but to guard souls

The memory of an absent person shines in the deepest recesses of the heart, shining the more brightly the more wholly its object has vanished: a light on the horizon of the despairing, darkened spirit; a star gleaming in our inward night.

Mirrors, those revealers of the truth, are hated; that does not prevent them from being of use.

Despotism is a long crime.

The man who does not know other languages, unless he is a man of genius, necessarily has deficiencies in his ideas.

Winter is on my head, but eternal spring is in my heart; I breathe at this hour the fragrance of the lilacs, the violets, and the roses, as at twenty years ago.