One act of beneficence, one act of real usefulness, is worth all the abstract sentiment in the world.
I never trust people's assertions, I always judge of them by their actions.
How strange it is, that a fool or knave, with riches, should be treated with more respect by the world, than a good man, or a wise man in poverty!
Such is the inconsistency of real love, that it is always awake to suspicion, however unreasonable; always requiring new assurances from the object of its interest.
The passions are the seeds of vices as well as of virtues, from which either may spring, accordingly as they are nurtured. Unhappy they who have never been taught the art to govern them!
When justice happens to oppose prejudice, we are apt to believe it virtuous to disobey her.
The world ridicules a passion which it seldom feels; its scenes, and its interests, distract the mind, deprave the taste, corrupt the heart, and love cannot exist in a heart that has lost the meek dignity of innocence.
He loved the soothing hour, when the last tints of light die away; when the stars, one by one, tremble through æther, and are reflected on the dark mirror of the waters; that hour, which, of all others, inspires the mind with pensive tenderness, and often elevates it to sublime contemplation.
When one can hear people moving, one does not so much mind, about one's fears.
Never will I give my hand where my heart does not accompany it.
There is no accounting for tastes.
Wisdom can boast no higher attainment than happiness.
At first a small line of inconceivable splendour emerged on the horizon, which, quickly expanding, the sun appeared in all of his glory, unveiling the whole face of nature, vivifying every colour of the landscape, and sprinkling the dewy earth with glittering light.
Employment is the surest antidote to sorrow.
Poverty cannot deprive us of many consolations. It cannot rob us of the affection we have for each other, or degrade us in our own opinion, of in that of any person, whose opinion we ought to value.
Happiness arises in a state of peace, not of tumult.
There is some comfort in dying surrounded by one's children.
What is acquired without labor is seldom worth acquiring at all.
How despicable is that humanity, which can be contented to pity, where it might assuage!
There are some few instances in which it is virtuous to disobey.
Sentiment is a disgrace, instead of an ornament, unless it lead us to good actions.
Ignorance of true pleasure more frequently than temptation to that which is false, leads to vice.
But St. Aubert had too much good sense to prefer a charm to a virtue.
What has a man's face to do with his character? Can a man of good character help having a disagreeable face?
What are riches - grandeur - health itself, to the luxury of a pure conscience, the health of the soul; - and what the sufferings of poverty, disappointment, despair - to the anguish of an afflicted one!
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