It is said that a rogue does not look you in the face, neither does an honest man look at you as if he had his reputation to establish.

Though my life is low, if my spirit looks upward habitually at an elevated angle, it is as if it were redeemed. When the desire to be better than we are is really sincere we are instantly elevated, and so far better already.

When I go into a museum and see the mummies wrapped in their linen bandages, I see that the lives of men began to need reform as long ago as when they walked the earth. I come out into the streets, and meet men who declare that the time is near at hand for the redemption of the race. But as men lived in Thebes, so do they live in Dunstable today.

Men have become the tools of their tools.

Behold the difference between the Oriental and the Occidental. The former has nothing to do in this world; the latter is full of activity. The one looks in the sun until his eyes are put out; the other follows him prone in his westward course.

There are moments when all anxiety and stated toil are becalmed in the infinite leisure and repose of nature.

I should have liked to come across a large community of pines, which had never been invaded by the lumbering army.