The head best leaves to the heart what the heart alone divines.
Books are the most mannerly of companions, accessible at all times, in all moods, frankly declaring the author's mind, without offense.
Heaven trims our lamps while we sleep.
Thought means life, since those who do not think so do not live in any high or real sense. Thinking makes the man.
Nature is thought immersed in matter. . .
Our dreams drench us in senses, and senses steps us again in dreams.