Speech is the golden harvest that followeth the flowering of thought.

Knowledge is leagued with the universe, and findeth a friend in all things; but ignorance is everywhere a stranger, unwelcome; ill at ease and out of place.

A good book is the best of friends, the same today and forever.

I have sped by land and sea, and mingled with much people, but never yet could find a spot unsunned by human kindness.

Let the misanthrope shun men and abjure; the most are rather lovable than hateful.

Search out the wisdom of nature, there is depth in all her doings; she seemeth prodigal of power, yet her rules are the maxims of frugality.

As frost to the bud, and blight to the blossom, even such is self-interest to friendship; for confidence cannot dwell where selfishness is porter at the gate.