“Limited in his nature, infinite in his desire, man is a fallen god who remembers…” — Alphonse de Lamartine

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

Private passions tire and exhaust themselves, public ones never.

Habit with it's iron sinews, clasps us and leads us day by day.

A conscience without God is like a court without a judge.