The Universe, so far as we can observe it, is a wonderful and immense engine; its extent, its order, its beauty, its cruelty, makes it alike impressive.

Injustice in this world is not something comparative; the wrong is deep, clear, and absolute in each private fate.

I like to walk about among the beautiful things that adorn the world; but private wealth I should decline, or any sort of personal possessions, because they would take away my liberty.

Friends need not agree in everything or go always together, or have no comparable other friendships of the same intimacy.

Beautiful things, when taste is formed, are obviously and unaccountably beautiful.

I believe in the possibility of happiness, if one cultivates intuition and outlives the grosser passions, including optimism.

The highest form of vanity is love of fame.