“In a multitude of acquaintances is less security, than in one faithful friend.”

Fame is an accident; merit a thing absolute.

Failure is the test of greatness.

Hope is the struggle of the soul, breaking loose from what is perishable, and attesting her eternity.

We are only what we are; not what we would be; nor every thing we hope for. We are but a step in a scale, that reaches further above us than below.

Dream tonight of peacock tails, Diamond fields and spouter whales. Ills are many, blessing few, But dreams tonight will shelter you.

Better to sleep with a sober cannibal than a drunken Christian.

The only true infidelity is for a live man to vote himself dead.

All things that God would have us do are hard for us to do–remember that–and hence, he oftener commands us than endeavours to persuade.

There is no quality in this world that is not what it is merely by contrast. Nothing exists in itself.

My body is but the lees of my better being.

There are some enterprises in which a careful disorderliness is the true method.

The worst of our evils we blindly inflict upon ourselves; our officers cannot remove them, even if they would.

Meditation and water are wedded for ever.

The eyes are the gateway to the soul.

Life’s a voyage that’s homeward bound.

All round and round does the world lie as in a sharp-shooter’s ambush, to pick off the beautiful illusions of youth, by the pitiless cracking rifles of the realities of age.

It is not so much our friends’ help that helps us as the confident knowledge that they will help us.

Friends are as companions on a journey, who ought to aid each other to persevere in the road to a happier life.

If you are with the right person, it brings out the best version of you.

The lesser the friends, the lesser the chances of betrayal.

Of all the means to insure happiness throughout the whole life, by far the most important is the acquisition of friends.

The noble man is chiefly concerned with wisdom and friendship; of these, the former is a mortal good, the latter and immortal one.

We ought so to behave to one another as to avoid making enemies of our friends, and at the same time to make friends of our enemies.

I do not so much write a book as sit up with it, as a dying friend. I hold its hand and hope it will get better.