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

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

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