I think that we may safely trust a good deal more than we do. We may waive just so much care of ourselves as we honestly bestow elsewhere.

I do not know but thoughts written down thus in a journal might be printed in the same form with greater advantage than if the related ones were brought together into separate essays.

Every walk is a sort of crusade, preached by some Peter the Hermit in us.

There must be the... generating force of Love behind every effort destined to be successful.

It is usually the imagination that is wounded first, rather than the heart; it being much more sensitive.

As I love nature, as I love singing birds...I love thee, my friend.

As we looked up in silence to those distant lights, we were reminded that it was a rare imagination which first taught that the stars are worlds, and had conferred a great benefit on mankind.