A friend is a person with whom I may be sincere. Before him, I may think aloud.

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Our fear of death is like our fear that summer will be short, but when we have had our swing of pleasure, our fill of fruit and our swelter of heat, we say we have had our day.

Nothing is at last sacred but the integrity of your own mind. Absolve you to yourself, and you shall have the suffrage of the world.

Thought is the blossom; language the bud; action the fruit behind it.

The only way to have a friend is to be one.

Essays: First Series (1841), "Friendship"

Nothing can bring you peace but yourself. Nothing can bring you peace but the triumph of principles.

Essays, First Series, "Self-Reliance"