It is not enough to be busy. So are the ants. The question is: What are we busy about?

Some would find fault with the morning, if they ever got up early enough.. The fault find faults even in Paradise.

For what are the classics but the noblest thoughts of man? They are the only oracles which are not decayed, and there are such answers to the most modern inquiry in them as Delphi and Dodona never gave. We might as well omit to study Nature because she is old.

I love the broad margin to my life.

Every child begins the world again.

The voice of nature is always encouraging.

To one who habitually endeavors to contemplate the true state of things, the political state can hardly be said to have any existence whatever. It is unreal, incredible, and insignificant to him, and for him to endeavor to extract the truth from such lean material is like making sugar from linen rags, when sugar-cane may be had.