“A moral character is attached to autumnal scenes; the leaves falling like our years, the flowers fading like our hours, the clouds fleeting like our illusions, the light diminishing like our intelligence, the sun growing colder like our affections, the rivers becoming frozen like our lives--all bear secret relations to our destinies.”

“You are not superior just because you see the world in an odious light.”

“ô enfance du coeur humain qui ne vieillit jamais! voilà donc à quel degré de puérilité notre superbe raison peut descendre! Et encore est-il vrai que bien des hommes attachent leur destinée à des choses d'aussi peu de valeur que mes feuilles de saule.”

“Every man carries within himself a world made up of all that he has seen and loved; and it is to this world that he returns, incessantly, though he may pass through and seem to inhabit a world quite foreign to it.”

“An original writer is not one who imitates nobody, but one whom nobody can imitate.”

“Il n'est qu'un bien, c'est le tendre plaisir.Quelle immortalité vaut une nuit heureuse ?Pour tes baisers je vendrais l'avenir.”

“The original writer is not he who refrains from imitating others, but he who can be imitated by none.”