I also have in mind that seemingly wealthy, but most terribly impoverished class of all, who have accumulated dross, but know not how to use it, or get rid of it, and thus have forged their own golden or silver fetters.

We shall see but a little way if we require to understand what we see.

Those who work much do not work hard.

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

It enhances our sense of the grand security and serenity of nature to observe the still undisturbed economy and content of the fishes of this century, their happiness a regular fruit of the summer.

Ninety-nine one-hundredths of our lives we are mere hedgers and ditchers, but from time to time we meet with reminders of our destiny.

The question is not what you look at – but how you look & whether you see.