And so the seasons went rolling on into summer, as one rambles into higher and higher grass.

I could lecture on dry oak leaves; I could, but who would hear me? If I were to try it on any large audience, I fear it would be no gain to them, and a positive loss to me. I should have behaved rudely toward my rustling friends.

Governments show thus how successfully men can be imposed on, even impose on themselves, for their own advantage.

What the first philosopher taught the last will have to repeat.

I see less difference between a city and a swamp than formerly.

How shall we account for our pursuits, if they are original? We get the language with which to describe our various lives out of acommon mint.

There is no history of how bad became better.