The gift, to be true, must be the flowing of the giver unto me, correspondent to my flowing unto him.

For beauty is God's handwriting...A nd, thank God for it as a cup of His blessing.

Men have sometimes exchanged names with their friends, as if they would signify that in their friend each loved his own soul.

Flowers are the earth laughing.

When the gods come among men, they are not known.

As long as civilization is essentially one of property, of fences, of exclusiveness, it will be mocked by delusions. Our riches will leave us sick; there will be bitterness in our laughter, and our wine will burn our mouth. Only that good profits which we can taste with all doors open, and which serves all men.

A man in debt is so far a slave.