For most men, it appears to me, are in a strange uncertainty about it (life), whether it is of the devil or of God, and have somewhat hastily concluded that it is the chief end of man here to 'glorify God and enjoy him forever.'

We seem to think that the earth must go through the ordeal of sheep-pasturage before it is habitable by man.

In the production of the necessaries of life Nature is ready enough to assist man.

Justice is sweet and musical; but injustice is harsh and discordant.

Comparatively, tattooing is not the hideous custom which it is called. It is not barbarous merely because the printing is skin-deep and unalterable.

It might be seen by what tenure men held the earth. The smallest stream is mediterranean sea, a smaller ocean creek within the land, where men may steer by their farm bounds and cottage lights. For my own part, but for the geographers, I should hardly have known how large a portion of our globe is water, my life has chiefly passed within so deep a cove. Yet I have sometimes ventured as far as to the mouth of my Snug Harbor.

It's the beauty within us that makes it possible for us to recognize the beauty around us. The question is not what you look at but what you see.