There is in nature a parallel unity which corresponds to the unity in the mind and makes it available. This methodizing mind meets no resistance in its attempts. The scattered blocks, with which it strives to form a symmetrical structure, fit. This design following after finds with joy that like design went before. Not only man puts things in a row, but things belong in a row.

The hearing ear is always found close to the speaking tongue.

The force of character is cumulative.

The clergyman who lives in the city may have piety, but he must have taste.

There are no days in life so memorable as those which vibrate to some stroke of the imagination.

A friend, therefore, is a sort of paradox in nature. I who alone am, I who see nothing in nature whose existence I can affirm with equal evidence to my own, behold now the semblance of my being, in all its height, variety, and curiosity, reiterated in a foreign form; so that a friend may well be reckoned the masterpiece of nature.

Truth is beautiful, without doubt; but so are lies.