Books wind into the heart.

A life of action and danger moderates the dread of death.

Poetry is all that is worth remembering in life.

The objects that we have known in better days are the main props that sustain the weight of our affections, and give us strength to await our future lot.

The greatest pleasure in life is that of reading while we are young. I have had as much of this pleasure perhaps as any one.

The love of liberty is the love of others; the love of power is the love of ourselves.

So I have loitered my life away, reading books, looking at pictures, going to plays, hearing, thinking, writing on what pleased me best. I have wanted only one thing to make me happy, but wanting that have wanted everything.