I've never been lost, but I've been a mite bewildered for a few days.

Many heroic exploits and chivalrous adventures are related to me which exist only in the regions of fancy. With me the world has taken great liberties, and yet I have been but a common man.

I was happy in the midst of dangers and inconveniences.

Nature was here a series of wonders, and a fund of delight.

I have never been lost, but I will admit to being confused for several weeks.

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 wouldn't give a tinker's damn for a man who isn't sometimes afraid. Fear's the spice that makes it interesting to go ahead.