We walk alone in the world. Friends, such as we desire, are dreams and fables.

Man Thinking must not be subdued by his instruments. Books are for the scholar's idle times. When he can read God directly, the hour is too precious to be wasted in other men's transcripts of their readings.

A life in harmony with nature, the love of truth and virtue, will purge the eyes to understanding her text.

I think no virtue goes with size.

A man in a cave or in a camp, a nomad, will die with no more estate than the wolf or the horse leaves.

I unsettle all things.

When a man thinks happily, he finds no foot-track in the field he traverses. All spontaneous thought is irrespective of all else.