Where there is a question of economy, I prefer privation. — Sophie Swetchine Economics Copy Share Image
Since there must be chimeras, why is not perfection the chimera of all men? — Sophie Swetchine Chimera Copy Share Image
It is a little stream, which flows softly, but freshens everything along its course. — Sophie Swetchine Copy Share Image
I like people to be saints; but I want them to be first and superlatively honest men. — Sophie Swetchine Copy Share Image
We are amused through the intellect, but it is the heart that saves us from ennui. — Sophie Swetchine Copy Share Image
He who has ceased to enjoy his friend's superiority has ceased to love him. — Sophie Swetchine Copy Share Image
He who has never denied himself for the sake of giving has but glanced at the joys of charity. — Sophie Swetchine Charity Copy Share Image
Our faults afflict us more than our good deeds console. Pain is ever uppermost in the conscience as in the heart. — Sophie Swetchine Conscience Copy Share Image
I study much, and the more I study, the oftener I go back to those first principles which are so simple that… — Sophie Swetchine Childhood Copy Share Image
Those who make us happy are always thankful to us for being so; their gratitude is the reward of their benefits. — Sophie Swetchine Copy Share Image
The root of sanctity is sanity. A man must be healthy before he can be holy. We bathe first, and then perfume. — Sophie Swetchine Copy Share Image
There are two ways of attaining an important end, force and perseverance; the silent power of the latter grows irresistible with time. — Sophie Swetchine Attaining Copy Share Image
The best of lessons, for a good many people, would be to listen at a keyhole. It is a pity for such… — Sophie Swetchine Conceit Copy Share Image
The world has no sympathy with any but positive griefs. It will pity you for what you lose; never for what you… — Sophie Swetchine Death Copy Share Image
I can understand the things that afflict mankind, but I often marvel at God those which console. An atom may wound, but… — Sophie Swetchine Atoms Copy Share Image
Impassioned characters never attain their mark till they have overshot it. — Sophie Swetchine Ambition Copy Share Image
The injustice of men subserves the justice of God, and often His mercy. — Sophie Swetchine Compassion Copy Share Image
Liberty must be a mighty thing; for by it God punishes and rewards nations. — Sophie Swetchine Freedom Copy Share Image
Let our lives be pure as snowfields, where our steps leave a mark but no stain. — Sophie Swetchine Aging Copy Share Image
Loving souls are like paupers. They live on what is given them. — Sophie Swetchine Affection Copy Share Image
The only true method of action in this world is to be in it, but not of it. — Sophie Swetchine Action Copy Share Image
The chains which cramp us most are those which weigh on us least. — Sophie Swetchine Chains Copy Share Image
There are not good things enough in life to indemnify us for the neglect of a single duty. — Sophie Swetchine Duty Copy Share Image
In youth we feel richer for every new illusion; in maturer years, for every one we lose. — Sophie Swetchine Aging Copy Share Image
Men do not go out to meet misfortune as we do. They learn it; and we--we divine it. — Sophie Swetchine Divine Copy Share Image
In a healthy state of the organism all wounds have a tendency to heal. — Sophie Swetchine Consolation Copy Share Image
There is, by God's grace, an immeasurable distance between late and too late. — Sophie Swetchine Copy Share Image
We must labor unceasingly to render our piety reasonable, and our reason pious. — Sophie Swetchine Labor Copy Share Image
Faith, amid the disorders of a sinful life, is like the lamp burning in an ancient tomb. — Sophie Swetchine Ancient Copy Share Image
There are questions so indiscreet, that they deserve neither truth nor falsehood in reply. — Sophie Swetchine Copy Share Image
Indulgence is lovely in the sinless; toleration, adorable in the pious and believing heart. — Sophie Swetchine Copy Share Image
If grief is to be mitigated, it must either wear itself out or be shared. — Sophie Swetchine Death Copy Share Image
Consolation heaps without contact; somewhat like the blessed air which we need but to breathe. — Sophie Swetchine Copy Share Image
We are always looking into the future, but we see only the past. — Sophie Swetchine Future Copy Share Image