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
in Italy, almost at every step, history and poetry add to the graces of nature, sweeten the memory of the past, and… — Madame de Stael Copy Share Image
O Earth! All bathed with blood and tears, yet never, Hast thou ceased putting forth thy fruit and flowers. — Madame de Stael Copy Share Image
In women's destiny everything goes downhill except for thought, whose immortal nature it is to keep constantly rising. — Madame de Stael Copy Share Image
Nature, who permits no two leaves to be exactly alike, has given a still greater diversity to human minds. Imitation, then, is… — Madame de Stael Copy Share Image
There are only two distinct classes of people on this earth, those who espouse enthusiasm and those who despise it. — Madame de Stael Copy Share Image
Divine Wisdom, intending to detain us some time on earth, has done well to cover with a veil the prospect of the… — 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
There are women vain of advantages not connected with their persons, such as birth, rank, and fortune; it is difficult to feel… — 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