There was something refreshingly and wildly musical to my ears in the very name of the white man's canoe, reminding me of Charlevoix and Canadian Voyageurs. The batteau is a sort of mongrel between the canoe and the boat, a fur-trader's boat.

I have a room all to myself; it is nature.

The squeaking of the pump sounds as necessary as the music of the spheres.

There is all the poetry in the world in a name. It is a poem which the mass of men hear and read. What is poetry in the common sense, but a hearing of such jingling names? I want nothing better than a good word. The name of a thing may easily be more than the thing itself to me.

The gold-digger is the enemy of the honest laborer, whatever checks and compensations there may be. It is not enough to tell me that you worked hard to get your gold. So does the Devil work hard. The way of transgressors may be hard in many respects.

In the long run, men hit only what they aim at. Therefore, they had better aim at something high.

Do not trouble yourself much to get new things, whether clothes or friends... Sell your clothes and keep your thoughts.