Human society, the world, and the whole of mankind is to be found in the alphabet.
What I feel for you seems less of earth and more of a cloudless heaven.
Creation lives, grows, and multiplies; man is but a witness.
It is by suffering that human beings become angels.
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.
We are given up to those gods, those monsters, those giants, — our thoughts.