In the love of narrow souls I make many short voyages but in vain-I find no sea room-but in great souls I sail before the wind without a watch, and never reach the shore.

Do what nobody else can do for you. Omit to do anything else.

I will not allow mere names to make distinctions for me, but still see men in herds for all them.

All misfortune is but a stepping stone to fortune.

All fables, indeed, have their morals; but the innocent enjoy the story.

The true harvest of my daily life is somewhat as intangible and indescribable as the tints of morning or evening.

Nature and human life are as various as our several constitutions. Who shall say what prospect life offers to another?