We are superior to the joy we experience.

I felt a positive yearning toward one bush this afternoon. There was a match found for me at last. I fell in love with a shrub oak.

Nothing goes by luck in composition. It allows of no tricks. The best you can write will be the best you are.

I have climbed several higher mountains without guide or path, and have found, as might be expected, that it takes only more time and patience commonly than to travel the smoothest highway.

A healthy man, indeed, is the complement of the seasons, and in winter, summer is in his heart.

There are some things which a man never speaks of, which are much finer kept silent about. To the highest communications we only lend a silent ear.

Take long walks in stormy weather or through deep snows in the fields and woods, if you would keep your spirits up. Deal with brute nature. Be cold and hungry and weary.