Conscientious men are, almost everywhere, less encouraged than tolerated.
The habit of prayer communicates a penetrating sweetness to the glance, the voice, the smile, the tears,--to all one says, or does, or writes.
Let us pray! God is just, he tries us; God is pitiful, he will comfort us; let us pray!
We want our friend as a man of talent, less because he has talent than because he is our friend.
The folly which we might have ourselves committed is the one which we are least ready to pardon in another.
Great dejection often follows great enthusiasm.
I look at what I have not and think myself unhappy; others look at what I have and think me happy.
Certain names always awake certain prejudices.
Say nothing good of yourself, you will be distrusted; say nothing bad of yourself, you will be taken at your word.
Friendship is the ideal; friends are the reality; reality always remains far apart from the ideal.
There is a slowness in affairs which ripens them, and a slowness which rots them.
Persons of delicate taste endure stupid criticism better than they do stupid praise.
We are more conscious that a person is in the wrong when the wrong concerns ourselves.
Our experience is composed rather of illusions lost than of wisdom acquired.
There are people who laugh to show their fine teeth; and there are those who cry to show their good hearts.
Success causes us to be more praised than known.
Nothing vivifies, and nothing kills, like the emotions.
Education, properly understood, is that which teaches discernment.
We call that person who has lost his father, an orphan; and a widower that man who has lost his wife. But that man who has known the immense unhappiness of losing a friend, by what name do we call him? Here every language is silent and holds its peace in impotence.
God often visits us, but most of the time we are not at home.
That which deceives us and does us harm, also undeceives us and does us good.
As long as we love, we lend to the beloved object qualities of mind and heart which we deprive him of when the day of misunderstanding arrives.
When unhappy, one doubts everything when happy one doubts nothing.
Poetry is truth in its Sunday clothes.
A fine quotation is a diamond in the hand of a man of wit and a pebble in the hand of a fool.
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