No man ever followed his genius till it misled him.

The state does not demand justice of its members, but thinks that it succeeds very well with the least degree of it, hardly more than rogues practice; and so do the neighborhood and the family. What is commonly called Friendship even is only a little more honor among rogues.

I frequently tramped eight or ten miles through the deepest snow to keep an appointment with a beechtree, or a yellow birch, or an old acquaintance among the pines.

We are all sculptors and painters, and our material is our own flesh and blood and bone.

Morning glory is the best name, it always refreshes me to see it.

So our human life but dies down to its root, and still puts forth its green blade to eternity.

I feel as if my life had grown more outward when I can express it.