I will come to you, my friend, when I no longer need you. Then you will find a palace, not an almshouse.

I have lately got back to that glorious society called Solitude, where we meet our friends continually, and can imagine the outside world also to be peopled. Yet some of my acquaintance would fain hustle me into the almshouse for the sake of society, as if I were pining for that diet, when I seem to myself a most befriended man, and find constant employment. However, they do not believe a word I say.

But what is quackery? It is commonly an attempt to cure the diseases of a man by addressing his body alone. There is need of a physician who shall minister to both soul and body at once, that is, to man. Now he falls between two stools.

The brave man braves nothing, nor knows he of his bravery.

The movements of the eyes express the perpetual and unconscious courtesy of the parties.

And so the seasons went rolling on into summer, as one rambles into higher and higher grass.

The cost of a thing is something called life which is given in exchange for it.