Commonsense is the wick of the candle.

[on Thoreau:] For not a particle of respect had he to the opinions of any man or body of men, but homage solely to truth itself.

Beauty is an outward gift, which is seldom despised, except by those to whom it has been refused.

Wherever we go, whatever we do, self is the sole subject we study and learn.

The poisons are our principal medicines, which kill the disease and save the life.

Let us be poised, and wise, and our own, today. Let us treat men and women well; treat them as if they were real; perhaps they are.

For all men live by truth, and stand in need of expression. In love, in art, in avarice, in politics, in labor, in games, we study to utter our painful secret. The man is only half himself, the other half is his expression.