Every morning was a cheerful invitation to make my life of equal simplicity, and I may say innocence, with Nature herself.

It is darker in the woods, even in common nights, than most suppose.

The state does not demand justice of its members, but thinks that it succeeds very well with the least degree of it, hardly more than rogues practice; and so do the neighborhood and the family. What is commonly called Friendship even is only a little more honor among rogues.

How many a man has dated a new era in his life from the reading of a book.

The doctors are all agreed that I am suffering for want of society. Was never a case like it. First, I did not know that I was suffering at all. Secondly, as an Irishman might say, I had thought it was indigestion of the society I got.

We must love our friend so much that she shall be associated with our purest and holiest thoughts alone.

The gods cannot misunderstand, man cannot explain.