Everything In Nature Goes By Law, And

Life Is A Series Of Surprises.

In The Presence Of Nature, A Wild Delight Runs Through The Man, In Spite Of Real Sorrows.

The World Looks Like A Multiplication-table, Or A Mathematical Equation, Which, Turn It How You Will, Balances Itself.

Friendship Should Be Surrounded With Ceremonies And Respects, And Not Crushed Into Corners.

How Can He [today's Writer] Be Honored, When He Does Not Honor Himself; When He Loses Himself In The Crowd; When He Is No Longer The Lawgiver, But The Sycophant, Ducking To The Giddy Opinion Of A Reckless Public.