It is only when we forget all our learning that we begin to know.

There they lived on, those New England people, farmer lives, father and grandfather and great-grandfather, on and on without noise, keeping up tradition, and expecting, beside fair weather and abundant harvests, we did not learn what. They were contented to live, since it was so contrived for them, and where their lines had fallen.

He who distinguishes the true savor of his food can never be a glutton; he who does not cannot be otherwise.

Those services which the community will most readily pay for, it is most disagreeable to render.

The laboring man has not leisure for a true integrity day by day.

Moral reform is the effort to throw off sleep.

If I devote myself to other pursuits and contemplations, I must first see, at least, that I do not pursue them sitting upon another man's shoulders. I must get off him first, that he may pursue his contemplations too.