Do not speak of God much. After a very little conversation on the highest nature, thought deserts us and we run into formalism.

We do not want actions, but men; not a chemical drop of water, but rain; the spirit that sheds and showers actions, countless, endless actions.

Nature hates calculators.

Persecution readily knits friendship between its victims.

Make youself necessary to someone.

This knot of nature is so well tied that nobody was ever cunning enough to find the two ends.

Men are conservatives when they are least vigorous, or when they are most luxurious. They are conservatives after dinner, or before taking their rest; when they are sick or aged. In the morning, or when their intellect or their conscience has been aroused, when they hear music, or when they read poetry, they are radicals.