Infancy is the perpetual Messiah, which comes into the arms of fallen men, and pleads with them to return to paradise.

Love is the essence of God.

In the death of my son, now more than two years ago, I seem to have lost a beautiful estate,--no more. I cannot get it nearer to me.

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

The best of life is conversation, and the greatest success is confidence, or perfect understanding between sincere people.

Nature is sanative, refining, elevating. How cunningly she hides every wrinkle of her inconceivable antiquity under roses, and violets, and morning dew! Every inch of the mountains is scarred by unimaginable convulsions, yet the new day is purple with the bloom of youth and love.

Every man is as lazy as he dares to be.