Instead of studying how to make it worth men's while to buy my baskets, I studied rather how to avoid the necessity of selling them.

Our poets have sung of wine, the product of a foreign plant which commonly they never saw, as if our own plants had no juice in them more than the singers.

In short, all good things are wild and free. There is something in a strain of music, whether produced by an instrument or by thehuman voice,--take the sound of a bugle in a summer night, for instance,--which by its wildness, to speak without satire, reminds me of the cries emitted by wild beasts in their native forests. It is so much of their wildness as I can understand. Give me for my friends and neighbors wild men, not tame ones. The wildness of the savage is but a faint symbol of the awful ferity with which good men and lovers meet.

Here I am thirty-four years old, and yet my life is almost wholly unexpanded. How much time is in the germ! There is such an interval between my ideal and the actual in many circumstances that I may say I am unborn.

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?

The botanist should make interest with the bees if he would know when the flowers open and when they close.

The still youthful energies of the globe have only to be directed in their proper channel.