What can be expressed in words can be expressed in life.

Having each some shingles of thought well dried, we sat and whittled them.

A Friend is one who incessantly pays us the compliment of expecting from us all the virtues, and who can appreciate them in us.

The whole tree itself is but one leaf, and rivers are still vaster leaves whose pulp is intervening earth, and towns and cities are the ova of insects in their axils.

How long shall we sit in our porticoes practising idle and musty virtues, which any work would make impertinent? As if one were tobegin the day with long-suffering, and hire a man to hoe his potatoes; and in the afternoon go forth to practise Christian meekness and charity with goodness aforethought!

Going from--toward; it is the history of every one of us.

To a philosopher all news, as it is called, is gossip, and they who edit and read it are old women over their tea.