Lofty mountains are full of springs; great hearts are full of tears. Philibert Joseph Roux More Quotes by Philibert Joseph Roux More Quotes From Philibert Joseph Roux We distrust our heart too much, and our head not enough. Philibert Joseph Roux too-much reason heart Friendship admits of difference of character, as love does that of sex. Philibert Joseph Roux friendship character sex It is impossible to be just if one is not generous. Philibert Joseph Roux ifs impossible justice Pleasure once tasted satisfies less than the desire experienced for its torments. Philibert Joseph Roux torment pleasure desire Poetry is the exquisite expression of exquisite impressions. Philibert Joseph Roux impression poetry expression The philosopher spends in becoming a man the time which the ambitious man spends in becoming a personage. Philibert Joseph Roux ambitious becoming men When orators and auditors have the same prejudices, those prejudices run a great risk of being made to stand for incontestable truths. Philibert Joseph Roux prejudice risk running What is slander? A verdict of "guilty" pronounced in the absence of the accused, with closed doors, without defence or appeal, by an interested and prejudiced judge. Philibert Joseph Roux guilty judging doors The chief cause of our misery is less the violence of our passions than the feebleness of our virtues. Philibert Joseph Roux passion causes violence A face which is always serene possesses a mysterious and powerful attraction: sad hearts come to it as to the sun to warm themselves again. Philibert Joseph Roux powerful sun heart God is a shower to the heart burned up with grief; God is a sun to the face deluged with tears. Philibert Joseph Roux grief god heart We often experience more regret over the part we have left, than pleasure over the part we have preferred. Philibert Joseph Roux pleasure experience regret Solitude vivifies, isolation kills. Philibert Joseph Roux isolation solitude What is experience? A poor little hut constructed from the ruins of the palace of gold and marble called our illusions. Philibert Joseph Roux experience gold littles
