This is a delicious evening, when the whole body is one sense, and imbibes delight through every pore.

I desire that there be as many different persons in the world as possible; I would have each one be very careful to find out and preserve his own way.

There is no more fatal blunderer than he who consumes the greater part of his life getting his living.

There are various, nay, incredible faiths; why should we be alarmed at any of them? What man believes, God believes.

There are two classes of men called poets. The one cultivates life, the other art,... one satisfies hunger, the other gratifies the palate.

I was determined to know beans.

Between whom there is hearty truth there is love.