Some would find fault with the morning, if they ever got up early enough.. The fault find faults even in Paradise.

As I love nature, as I love singing birds...I love thee, my friend.

It would be glorious to see mankind at leisure for once. It is nothing but work, work, work.

Is the babe young? When I behold it, it seems more venerable than the oldest man.

Our houses are such unwieldy property that we are often imprisoned rather than housed by them.

Books are for the most part willfully and hastily written, as parts of a system to supply a want real or imagined.

We 've wholly forgotten how to die. But be sure you do die nevertheless. Do your work, and finish it. If you know how to begin, you will know when to end.