Our thoughts are epochs in our lives; all else is but as a journal of the winds that blow while we are here.

Why should we leave it to Harper & Brothers and Redding & Co. to select our reading?

A man of fine perceptions is more truly feminine than a merely sentimental woman.

As I came home through the woods with my string of fish, trailing my pole, it being now quite dark, I caught a glimpse of a woodchuck stealing across my path, and felt a strange thrill of savage delight, and was strongly tempted to seize and devour him raw; not that I was hungry then, except for that wildness which he represented.

I can alter my life by altering my attitude. He who would have nothing to do with thorns must never attempt to gather flowers.

WE begin to die not in our sense or extremities, but in our divine faculties.

As for fowling, during the last years that I carried a gun my excuse was that I was studying ornithology, and sought only new or rare birds. But I confess that I am now inclined to think that there is a finer way of studying ornithology than this. It requires so much closer attention to the habits of the birds, that, if for that reason only, I have been willing to omit the gun.