There have been fewer friends on earth than kings.
What shall I do to be for ever known, And make the age to come my own?
To be a husbandman, is but a retreat from the city; to be a philosopher, from the world; or rather, a retreat from the world, as it is man's, into the world, as it is God's.
The getting out of doors is the greatest part of the journey.
Vain, weak-built isthmus, which dost proudly rise Up between two eternities!
Build yourself a book-nest to forget the world without.