The country is an archipelago of lakes,--the lake-country of New England.

Did ever a man try heroism, magnanimity, truth, sincerity, and find that there was no advantage in them - that it was a vain endeavor?

Must be out-of-doors enough to get experience of wholesome reality, as a ballast to thought and sentiment. Health requires this relaxation, this aimless life.

All men are children, and of one family. The same tale sends them all to bed, and wakes them in the morning.

What old people say you cannot do, you try and find that you can. Old deeds for old people, and new deeds for new.

There is, however, this consolation to the most way-worn traveler, upon the dustiest road, that the path his feet describe is so perfectly symbolical of human life,--now climbing the hills, now descending into the vales. From the summits he beholds the heavens and the horizon, from the vales he looks up to the heights again. He is treading his old lessons still, and though he may be very weary and travel-worn, it is yet sincere experience.

I took a walk in the woods and came out taller than the trees.