Sweep away the clutter of things that complicate our lives.

How many things there are concerning which we might well deliberate whether we had better know them.

We are ever dying to one world and being born into another.

Enemies publish themselves. They declare war. The friend never declares his love.

We often love to think now of the life of men on beaches,--at least in midsummer, when the weather is serene; their sunny lives onthe sand, amid the beach-grass and bayberries, their companion a cow, their wealth a jag of driftwood or a few beach plums, and their music the surf and the peep of the beech-bird.

Government is at best but an expedient; but most governments are usually, and all governments are sometimes, inexpedient. The objections which have been brought against a standing army, and they are many and weighty, and deserve to prevail, may also at last be brought against a standing government.

A healthy man, indeed, is the complement of the seasons, and in winter, summer is in his heart.