I am already kindly disposed towards you. My friendship it is not in my power to give: this is a gift which no man can make, it is not in our own power: a sound and healthy friendship is the growth of time and circumstance, it will spring up and thrive like a wildflower when these favour, and when they do not, it is in vain to look for it.

Where the statue stood Of Newton, with his prism and silent face, The marble index of a mind forever Voyaging through strange seas of thought alone.

Poetry has never brought me in enough money to buy shoestrings.

We murder to dissect.

The child is father of the man.

How is it that you live, and what is it you do?

All that we behold is full of blessings.