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?

Each thought that is welcomed and recorded is a nest egg, by the side of which more will be laid.

Since you are my readers, and I have not been much of a traveler, I will not talk about people a thousand miles off, but come as near home as I can. As the time is short, I will leave out all the flattery, and retain all the criticism.

I never was so rapid in my virtue but my vice kept up with me.

The very thrills of genius are disorganizing. The body is never quite acclimated to its atmosphere, but how often, succumbs and goes into a decline.

Unpremeditated music is the true gauge which measures the current of our thoughts; the very undertow of our life's stream.

Be not anxious to avoid poverty. In this way the wealth of the universe may be securely invested.