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

There is no just and serene criticism as yet.

But the impressions which the morning makes vanish with its dews, and not even the most "persevering mortal" can preserve the memory of its freshness to midday.

Staying in the house breeds a sort of insanity always. Every house is, in this sense, a hospital.

There are as many strata at different levels of life as there are leaves in a book. When on the higher levels we can remember the lower levels, but when on the lower we cannot remember the higher.

Think for yourself, or others will think for you without thinking of you.

With a little more deliberation in the choice of their pursuits, all men would perhaps become essentially students and observers, for certainly their nature and destiny are interesting to all alike.