When friendships are real, they are not glass threads or frost-work , but the solidest thing we know.

The power of a man increases steadily by continuing in one direction.

To the body and mind which have been cramped by noxious work or company, nature is medicinal and restores their tone.

The eyes of men converse as much as their tongues.

The civility of the world has reached that pitch that their more moral genius is becoming indispensable, and the quality of this race is to be honored for itself.

Tobacco, coffee, alcohol, hashish, prussic acid, strychnine, are weak dilutions; the surest poison is time. This cup which nature puts to our lips, has a wonderful virtue, surpassing that of any other draught. It opens the senses, adds power, fills us with exalted dreams, which we call hope, love, ambition, science; especially it creates a craving for larger draughts of itself.

God is Unity, but always works in variety.