Most men, it seems to me, do not care for Nature and would sell their share in all her beauty, as long as they may live, for a stated sum - many for a glass of rum. Thank God, men cannot as yet fly, and lay waste the sky as well as the earth!

A Friend is one who incessantly pays us the compliment of expecting from us all the virtues, and who can appreciate them in us.

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.

For many years I was a self-appointed inspector of snowstorms and rainstorms and did my duty faithfully, though I never received payment for it.

I desire that there be as many different persons in the world as possible; I would have each one be very careful to find out and preserve his own way.

The thinnest yellow light of November is more warming and exhilarating than any wine they tell of. The mite which November contributes becomes equal in value to the bounty of July.

Open all your pores and bathe in all the tides of nature, in all her streams and oceans, at all seasons.