In all people I see myself - none more, and not one a barleycorn less; And the good or bad I say of myself, I say of them.

O the joy of my spirit - it is uncaged - it darts like lightning!

Charity and personal force are the only investments worth anything.

Perhaps the efforts of the true poets, founders, religions, literatures, all ages, have been, and ever will be, our time and times to come, essentially the same - to bring people back from their present strayings and sickly abstractions, to the costless, average, divine, original concrete.

The eager and often inconsiderate appeals of reformers and revolutionists are indispensable to counterbalance the inertia and fossilism marking so large a part of human institutions.

My spirit has pass'd in compassion and determination around the whole earth. I have look'd for equals and lovers an found them ready for me in all lands, I think some divine rapport has equalized me with them

And as to you Death, and you bitter hug of mortality, it is idle to try to alarm me.