The process is the reality.

I have always considered it as treason against the great republic of human nature, to make any man's virtues the means of deceiving him.

No man can enjoy happiness without thinking that he enjoys it.

Must helpless man, in ignorance sedate, roll darkly down the torrent of his fate.

Our minds, like our bodies, are in continual flux; something is hourly lost, and something acquired.... Do not suffer life to stagnate; it will grow muddy for want of motion: commit yourself again to the current of the world.

Tomorrow is an old deceiver, and his cheat never grows stale.

To be happy at home is the ultimate result of all ambition.