Your life is an expression of all your thoughts.

Either an ordered Universe or a medley heaped together mechanically but still an order; or can order subsist in you and disorder in the Whole! And that, too, when all things are so distinguished and yet intermingled and sympathetic.

There is no man so blessed that some who stand by his deathbed won't hail the occasion with delight.

As for literature, thefts cannot harm it, while the lapse of ages augments its value

Truth and ceremony are two things.

A good man does not spy around for the black spots in others, but presses unswervingly on towards his mark.

God sees the inner spirit stripped of flesh, skin, and all debris. For his own mind only touches the spirit that he has allowed to flow from himself into our bodies. And if you can act the same way, you will rid yourself of all suffering. For surely if you are not preoccupied with the body that encloses you, you will not trouble yourself about clothes, houses, fame, and other showy trappings.