As a man thinks of himself, so he is.

When the reptile is attacked at one mouth of his burrow, he shows himself at another.

He is blessed over all mortals who loses no moment of the passing life in remembering the past

Decay and disease are often beautiful, like the pearly tear of the shellfish and the hectic glow of consumption.

Especially the transcendental philosophy needs the leaven of humor to render it light and digestible.

Staying in the house breeds a sort of insanity always. Every house is, in this sense, a hospital.

And if the civilized man's pursuits are no worthier than the savage's, if he is employed the greater part of his life in obtaininggross necessaries and comforts merely, why should he have a better dwelling than the former?