I never read a novel, they have so little real life and thought in them.

I learned to regard man as an inhabitant, or a part and parcel of nature, rather than a member of society.

I would that our farmers when they cut down a forest felt some of that awe which the old Romans did when they came to thin, or letin the light to, a consecrated grove (lucum conlucare), that is, would believe that it is sacred to some god. The Roman made an expiatory offering, and prayed, Whatever god or goddess thou art to whom this grove is sacred, be propitious to me, my family, and children, etc.

Gardening is civil and social, but it wants the vigor and freedom of the forest and the outlaw.

The culture of the hop ... so analagous to the culture and uses of the grape, may afford a theme for future poets.

What is morality but immemorial custom? Conscience is the chief of conservatives.

Sell your clothes and keep your thoughts. God will see that you do not want society.