There is no history of how bad became better.

The true husbandman will cease from anxiety, as the squirrels manifest no concern whether the woods will bear chestnuts this year or not, and finish his labor with every day, relinquishing all claim to the produce of his fields, and sacrificing in his mind not only his first but last fruits also.

Nothing can rightly compel a simple and brave man to a vulgar sadness.

Nay, be a Columbus to whole new continents and worlds within you, opening new channels, not of trade, but of thought.

Those whom we can love, we can hate; to others we are indifferent.

The Great Snow! How cheerful it is to hear of!

On the whole, Chaucer impresses us as greater than his reputation, and not a little like Homer and Shakespeare, for he would haveheld up his head in their company.