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. She is the sweet rallying-point for affection, obedience, and a… — Alphonse de Lamartine Copy Share Image
The death of a man's wife is like cutting down an ancient oak that has long shaded the family mansion. Henceforth the glare of the world, with its cares and vicissitudes falls upon the old widower's heart, and there is… — Alphonse de Lamartine Copy Share Image
Grief and sadness knits two hearts in closer bonds than happiness ever can; and common sufferings are far stronger than common joys — Alphonse De Lamartine Copy Share Image
Habit with it's iron sinews, clasps us and leads us day by day. — Alphonse de Lamartine Copy Share Image
History is neither more nor less than biography on a large scale. — Alphonse de Lamartine Copy Share Image
Let us enjoy the fugitive hour. Man has no harbor, time has no shore; it rushes on, and carries us with it. — Alphonse de Lamartine Copy Share Image
I am persuaded that if the brutes even--if the dog, the horse, the ox, the elephant, the bird, could speak, they would confess, that,… — Alphonse de Lamartine Copy Share Image
Enthusiasm springs from the imagination, and self-sacrifice from the heart. Women are, therefore, more naturally heroic than men. All nations have in their annals… — Alphonse de Lamartine Copy Share Image
