I've never been lost, but I've been a mite bewildered for a few days.
Felicity, the companion of content, is rather found in our own breasts than in the enjoyment of external things; and I firmly believe it requires but a little philosophy to make a man happy in whatever state he is.
I was happy in the midst of dangers and inconveniences.
It isn't how you die. It's what you live for.
Nature was here a series of wonders, and a fund of delight.
Heaven must be a Kentucky kind of place.