All Things Are Full Of God.

Never Injure A Friend, Even In Jest.

In Fact The Whole Passion Ordinarily Termed Love (and Heaven Help Me If I Can Think Of Any Other Term To Apply To It) Is Of Such Exceeding Triviality That I See Nothing That I Think Comparable With It.

There Is No Duty More Obligatory Than The Repayment Of Kindness.

In The Very Books In Which Philosophers Bid Us Scorn Fame, They Inscribe Their Names.

Friendship Is The Only Point In Human Affairs Concerning The Benefit Of Which All, With One Voice, Agree.