I say, break the law.

All endeavour calls for the ability to tramp the last mile, shape the last plan, endure the last hours toil.

One should be always on the trail of one's own deepest nature. For it is the fearless living out of your own essential nature that connects you to the Divine.

Poverty ... It is life near the bone, where it is sweetest.

We are all of us Apollos serving some Admetus.

Almost all wild apples are handsome. They cannot be too gnarly and crabbed and rusty to look at. The gnarliest will have some redeeming traits even to the eye.

We could not help contrasting the equanimity of Nature with the bustle and impatience of man. His words and actions presume alwaysa crisis near at hand, but she is forever silent and unpretending.