In my walks, I would fain return to my senses. What business have I in the woods if I am thinking of something out of the woods?

I am struck by the fact that the more slowly trees grow at first, the sounder they are at the core, and I think that the same is true of human beings.

The murmurs of many a famous river on the other side of the globe reach even to us here, as to more distant dwellers on its banks;many a poet's stream, floating the helms and shields of heroes on its bosom.

We say justly that the weak person is flat, for, like all flat substances, he does not stand in the direction of his strength, that is, on his edge, but affords a convenient surface to put upon. He slides all the way through life.... But the brave man is a perfect sphere, which cannot fall on its flat side and is equally strong every way.

Roads are made for horses and men of business. I do not travel in them much.

If you will not try, you will go to your grave with your song still inside you.

Cowards suffer, heroes enjoy.