I have found all things thus far, persons and inanimate matter, elements and seasons, strangely adapted to my resources.

At death our friends and relatives either draw nearer to us and are found out, or depart farther from us and are forgotten. Friends are as often brought nearer together as separated by death.

The pleasure we feel in music springs from the obedience which is in it.

A temple, you know, was anciently "an open place without a roof," whose walls served merely to shut out the world and direct the mind toward heaven; but a modern meeting-house shuts out the heavens, while it crowds the world into still closer quarters.

All nations love the same jests and tales, Jews, Christians, and Mahometans, and the same translated suffice for all.

The squeaking of the pump sounds as necessary as the music of the spheres.

My vicinity affords many good walks; and though for so many years I have walked almost every day, and sometimes for several days together, I have not yet exhausted them. An absolutely new prospect is a great happiness, and I can still get this any afternoon. Two or three hours' walking will carry me to as strange a country as I ever expect to see.