Who does not sometimes envy the good and the brave, who are no more to suffer from the tumults of the natural world, and await with curious complacency the speedy term of his own conversation with finite nature?

When believers and unbelievers live in the same manner - I distrust the religion.

Nature is upheld by antagonism.

When we quarrel, how we wish we had been blameless.

Heaven often protects valuable souls charged with great secrets, great ideas, by long shutting them up with their own thoughts.

Man is a stream whose source is hidden. Our being is descending into us from we know not whence. The most exact calculator has noprescience that somewhat incalculable may not balk the very next moment. I am constrained every moment to acknowledge a higher origin for events than the will I call mine.

There is simply the rose; it is perfect in every moment of its existence.