If one hesitates in his path, let him not proceed. Let him respect his doubts, for doubts, too, may have some divinity in them.

Thus men will lie on their backs, talking about the fall of man, and never make an effort to get up.

None can be an impartial or wise observer of human life but from the vantage ground of what we should call voluntary poverty.

When one man has reduced a fact of the imagination to be a fact to his understanding, I foresee that all men will at length establish their lives on that basis.

When the leaves fall, the whole earth is a cemetery pleasant to walk in. I love to wander and muse over them in their graves. Here are no lying nor vain epitaphs.

It is only necessary that man should start a fence that Nature should carry it on and complete it. The farmer cannot plow quite up to the rails or wall which he himself has placed, and hence it often becomes a hedgerow and sometimes a coppice.

Nature is full of genius, full of the divinity; so that not a snowflake escapes its fashioning hand.