Friendship should be surrounded with ceremonies and respects, and not crushed into corners.

The secret of poetry is never explained,— is always new. We have not got farther than mere wonder at the delicacy of the touch, and the eternity it inherits. In every house a child that in mere play utters oracles, and knows not that they are such. 'T is as easy as breath. 'T is like this gravity, which holds the Universe together, and none knows what it is.

The bitterest tragic element in life to be derived from an intellectual source is the belief in a brute Fate or Destiny.

I am constrained every moment to acknowledge a higher origin for events than the will I call mine.

And so the reliance on Property, including the reliance on governments which protect it, is the want of self-reliance.

The secret of fortune is joy in our hands. Welcome evermore to gods and men is the self-helping man. For him all doors are flung wide. Him all tongues greet, all honors crown, all eyes follow with desire. Our love goes out to him and embraces him because he did not need it.

He who travels in search of something which he has not got, travels away from himself and grows old even in youth among old things.