I like the smell of a dunged field, and the tumult of a popular election.

Few take advice, or physic, without wry faces at it.

People cannot go wrong, if you don't let them. They cannot go right, unless you let them.

Instead of watching the bird as it flies above our heads, we chase his shadow along the ground; and, finding we cannot grasp it, we conclude it to be nothing.

Leaves are light, and useless, and idle, and wavering, and changeable; they even dance; and yet God in his wisdom has made them a part of oaks. And in so doing he has given us a lesson, not to deny the stout-heartedness within because we see the lightsomeness without.

Many men spend their lives in gazing at their own shadows, and so dwindle away into shadows thereof.

Most painters have painted themselves. So have most poets: not so palpably indeed, but more assiduously. Some have done nothing else.