Civilization degrades the many to exalt the few.
Debate is angular, conversation circular and radiant of the underlying unity.
Friends are the leaders of the bosom, being more ourselves than we are, and we complement our affections in theirs.
Nature is thought immersed in matter. . .
Modesty is bred of self-reverence. Fine manners are the mantle of fair minds.
Sympathy wanting, all is wanting; its personal magnetism is the conductor of the sacred spark that lights our atoms, puts us m human communion, and gives us to company, conversation, and ourselves.