A healthy man, indeed, is the complement of the seasons, and in winter, summer is in his heart.

Men have become the tools of their tools.

Time cannot bend the line which God has writ.

It is the stars as not yet known to science that I would know, the stars which the lonely traveler knows.

My enemies are worms, cool days, and most of all woodchucks.

Let us spend one day as deliberately as Nature, and not be thrown off track by every nutshell and mosquito's wing that falls on the rails. Let us rise early and fast, or break fast, gently and without perturbation; let company come and let company go, let the bells ring and the children cry,-determine to make a day of it.

Direct your eye inward, and you'll find / A thousand regions in your mind / Yet undiscovered. Travel them, and be / Expert in home-cosmography