Many men go fishing all of their lives without knowing that it is not fish they are after.

I am still a learner, not a teacher, feeding somewhat omnivorously, browsing both stalk & leaves

He is not a true man of science who does not bring some sympathy to his studies, and expect to learn something by behaviour as well as application.

What sort of space is that which separates a man from his fellows and makes him solitary?

Even in civilized communities, the embryo man passes through the hunter stage of development.

Love is the profoundest of secrets. Divulged, even to the beloved, it is no longer Love. As if it were merely I that loved you. When love ceases, then it is divulged.

There is, however, this consolation to the most way-worn traveler, upon the dustiest road, that the path his feet describe is so perfectly symbolical of human life,--now climbing the hills, now descending into the vales. From the summits he beholds the heavens and the horizon, from the vales he looks up to the heights again. He is treading his old lessons still, and though he may be very weary and travel-worn, it is yet sincere experience.