There are continents and seas in the moral world, to which every man is an isthmus or inlet, yet unexplored by him.

To affect the quality of the day, that is the highest of arts.

There are as many strata at different levels of life as there are leaves in a book. When on the higher levels we can remember the lower levels, but when on the lower we cannot remember the higher.

If it is necessary, omit one bridge over the river, go round a little there, and throw one arch at least over the darker gulf of ignorance which surrounds us.

I am accustomed to think very long of going anywhere,--am slow to move. I hope to hear a response of the oracle first.

For in the wood these golden days Some leaf obeys its Maker's call. And through their hollow aisles it plays With delicate touch the prelude of the Fall.

I have now a library of nearly nine hundred volumes, over seven hundred of which I wrote myself.