We are ashamed of our thoughts and often see them brought forth by others.

A human being should beware how he laughs, for then he shows all his faults.

They think him the best dressed man, whose dress is so fit for his use that you cannot notice or remember to describe it.

We are sure that, though we know not how, necessity does comport with liberty, the individual with the world, my polarity with thespirit of the times. The riddle of the age has for each a private solution.

We do not want actions, but men; not a chemical drop of water, but rain; the spirit that sheds and showers actions, countless, endless actions.

The ragged cliff has thousand faces in a thousand hours.

I think it is the best of humanity that goes out to walk. In happy hours, I think all affairs may be wisely postponed for walking.