A friend may well be reckoned the masterpiece of nature.
Everything in our world, even a drop of dew, is a microcosm of the universe.
But man postpones or remembers; he does not live in the present, but with reverted eye laments the past, or, heedless of the riches that surround him, stands on tiptoe to foresee the future. He cannot be happy and strong until he too lives with nature in the present, above time.
Works of the intellect are great only by comparison with each other.
When it comes to divide an estate, the politest men quarrel.
Invention breeds invention. No sooner is the electric telegraph devised than gutta-percha, the very material it requires, is found. The aeronaut is provided with gun-cotton, the very fuel he wants for his balloon.