There is no reality on this earth except religion and the power of love; all the rest is even more fugitive than… — Madame de Stael Copy Share Image
Let us then blend everything: love, religion, genius, with sunshine, perfume, music, and poetry. — Madame de Stael Copy Share Image
However old a conjugal union, it still garners some sweetness. Winter has some cloudless days, and under the snow a few flowers… — Madame de Stael Copy Share Image
Love is the whole history of a woman's life, it is but an episode in a man's. — Madame de Stael Copy Share Image
Love, supreme power of the heart, mysterious enthusiasm that encloses in itself all poetry, all heroism, all religion! — Madame de Stael Copy Share Image
Liberty is the only idea which circulates with the human blood, in all ages, in all countries, and in all literature -… — Madame de Stael Copy Share Image
Self-love, so sensitive in its own cause, has rarely any sympathy to spare for others. — Madame de Stael Copy Share Image
Unhappy love freezes all our affections: our own souls grow inexplicable to us. More than we gained while we were happy we… — Madame de Stael Copy Share Image
Love is admiring with the heart. And admiring is loving with the mind. — Madame de Stael Copy Share Image
The most careful reasoning characters are very often the most easily abashed. — Madame de Stael Copy Share Image
We understand death only after it has placed its hands on someone we love. — Madame de Stael Copy Share Image
Love is above the laws, above the opinion of men; it is the truth, the flame, the pure element, the primary idea… — Madame de Stael Copy Share Image
Love is the history of a woman's life; it is an episode in man's. [Fr., L'amour est l'histoire de la vie des… — Madame de Stael Copy Share Image
What is love, if it can calculate and provide against its own decay? — Madame de Stael Copy Share Image
The mind may be exhausted, but the language of the heart is inexhaustible. — Madame de Stael Copy Share Image
When at eve, at the bounding of the landscape, the heavens appear to recline so slowly on the earth, imagination pictures beyond… — Madame de Stael Copy Share Image
women have no existence except in love; the history of their life begins and ends with love! — Madame de Stael Copy Share Image
Good taste cannot supply the place of genius in literature, for the best proof of taste, when there is no genius, would be, not… — Madame de Stael Copy Share Image
There is no reality on this earth except religion and the power of love; all the rest is even more fugitive than life itself. — Madame de Stael Copy Share Image
in Italy, almost at every step, history and poetry add to the graces of nature, sweeten the memory of the past, and seem to… — Madame de Stael Copy Share Image
[Ridicule] laughs at all those who see the earnestness of life and who still believe in true feelings and in serious thought ... It… — Madame de Stael Copy Share Image
Ought not every woman, like every man, to follow the bent of her own talents? — Madame de Stael Copy Share Image
The more we know the better we forgive. Whoever feels deeply, feels for all who live. — Madame de Stael Copy Share Image
Let us then blend everything: love, religion, genius, with sunshine, perfume, music, and poetry. — Madame de Stael Copy Share Image
A voyage without companionship, that is to say without conversation, is one of the saddest pleasures of life. — Madame de Stael Copy Share Image
However old a conjugal union, it still garners some sweetness. Winter has some cloudless days, and under the snow a few flowers still bloom. — Madame de Stael Copy Share Image
The sight of such a monument is like continual and stationary music, which one hears for one's good as one approaches it. — Madame de Stael Copy Share Image