The people only understand what they can feel; the only orators that can affect them are those who move them..

Let us savour the swift delights of the most beautiful of our days!.

There is a name hidden in the shadow of my soul, where I read it night and day and no other eye sees it..

Man, it seems, is not able to bear the languid rest on Nature's bosom, and when the trumpet sounds the signal of danger, he hastens to join his comra….

Time is a great ocean which, like the other ocean, overflows with our remains..

Death, with funereal shades in vain surrounds me, My reason through his darkness seeth light: 'Tis the last step which brings me close to Thee: 'Tis ….

Life is too short to spare an hour of it in the indulgence of this evil passion..

Nature has given women two painful but heavenly gifts, which distinguish them, and often raise them above human nature,--compassion and enthusiasm. B….

Utopias are often just premature truths..

The attractiveness that exists to man in the very helplessness of woman is scarcely realized..

Providence conceals itself in the details of human affairs, but becomes unveiled in the generalities of history..

And when night, guiding her bright train of stars, Throws o'er the sleeping world her gloomy veil, Lonely amidst the desert and the darkness, Musing ….

Limited in his nature, infinite in his desires, man is a fallen god who remembers the heavens..

The loss of a mother is always keenly felt, even if her health be such as to incapacitate her from taking an active part in the care of the family. S….

Void of freedom, what would virtue be?.

History is neither more nor less than biography on a large scale..

Religions are not proved, are not demonstrated, are not established, are not overthrown by logic! They are of all the mysteries of nature and the hum….

Men are misers, and women prodigal, in affection..

There is a woman at the begining of all great things..

Ink is the transcript of thought..

Let us love the passing hour, let us hurry up and enjoy our time..