Nothing in nature is exhausted in its first use...In God, every end is converted into a new means.

Every friend whom not thy fantastic will but the great and tender heart in thee craveth, shall lock thee in his embrace. And this because the heart in thee is the heart of all; not a valve, not a wall, not an intersection is there anywhere in nature, but one blood rolls uninterruptedly in endless circulation through all men, as the water of the globe is all one sea, and, truly seen, its tide is one.

All things are known to the soul.

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

America is not civil, whilst Africa is barbarous.

The whole of heraldry and of chivalry is in courtesy. A man of fine manners shall pronounce your name with all the ornament that titles of nobility could ever add.

Shakespeare will never be made by the study of Shakespeare.