Thou art to me a delicious torment.
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.
Better be a nettle in the side of your friend than his echo.
Every promise of the soul has innumerable fulfillments; each of its joys ripens into a new want.
A man in the wrong may more easily be convinced than one half right.
True friends are two people who are comfortable sharing silence together.