We seek our friend not sacredly, but with an adulterate passion which would appropriate him to ourselves.

If in the least particular, one could derange the order of nature, who would accept the gift of life?

A friend may be nature's most magnificent creation.

I do not wish to remove from my present prison to a prison a little larger. I wish to break all prisons.

The soul knows only the soul; the web of events is the flowing robe in which she is clothed.

I have no expectation that any man will read history aright who thinks that what was done in a remote age, by men whose names have resounded far, has any deeper sense than what he is doing today.

Age, like woman, requires fit surroundings.