Her soul trembled on her lips like a drop of dew on a flower.
That men saw his mask, but the bishop saw his face. That men saw his life, but the bishop saw his conscience.
Desiring always to be in mourning, he clothed himself with night.
The man who fights against his own country is never a hero.
Women are more credulous than men.
No religion but blasphemes a little.
Revery, which is thought in its nebulous state, borders closely upon the land of sleep, by which it is bounded as by a natural frontier.
Foppery is the egotism of clothes.
Wisdom and eloquence are not always united.
I believe in religion against the religious; in the pitifulness of orisons, and in the sublimity of prayer.
Take all reasonable advantage of that which the present may offer you. It is the only time which is ours. Yesterday is buried forever, and to-morrow we may never see.
It seems as though, at the approach of a certain dark hour, the light of heaven infills those who are leaving the light of earth.
A few feet under the ground reigns so profound a silence, and yet so much tumult on the surface!
A stout heart may be ruined in fortune but not in spirit.
Wisdom is the health of the soul.
A wretched woman is more unfortunate than a wretched man.
Let the one fight for his flag, and the other for his ideal, and let them both imagine that they are fighting for the country; the strife will be colossal.
The world is the expanding Greece and Greece is the shrinking world.
Every bad institution of this world ends by suicide.
It may be remarked in passing that success is an ugly thing. Men are deceived by its false resemblences to merit.