Unjust laws exist: shall we be content to obey them?

If words were invented to conceal thought, newspapers are a great improvement of a bad invention

Each new year is a surprise to us. We find that we had virtually forgotten the note of each bird, and when we hear it again, it is remembered like a dream, reminding us of a previous state of existence. How happens it that the associations it awakens are always pleasing, never saddening, reminiscences of our sanest hours. The voice of nature is always encouraging.

There is a slumbering subterranean fire in nature which never goes out, and which no cold can chill.

People seldom hit what they do not aim at.

I frequently tramped eight or ten miles through the deepest snow to keep an appointment with a beechtree, or a yellow birch, or an old acquaintance among the pines.

Faith keeps many doubts in her pay. If I could not doubt, I should not believe.