We forget ourselves and our destinies in health, and the chief use of temporary sickness is to remind us of these concerns.

Our best thoughts come from others.

We may be partial, but Fate is not.

An imaginative book renders us much more service at first, by stimulating us through its tropes, than afterward, when we arrive atthe precise sense of the author. I think nothing is of any value in books, excepting the transcendental and extraordinary.

Happy the man who never puts on a face, but receives every visitor with that countenance he has on.

Cupid is a casuist, a mystic, and a cabalist,-- Can your lurking thought surprise, And interpret your device, . . . . All things wait for and divine him,-- How shall I dare to malign him?

Sometimes a scream is better than a thesis.