There must be the... generating force of Love behind every effort destined to be successful.

Silence is the universal refuge, the sequel to all dull discourses and all foolish acts, a balm to our every chagrin, as welcome after satiety as after disappointment

Summer passes into autumn in some unimaginable point of time, like the turning of a leaf.

At the extreme north, the voyagers are obliged to dance and act plays for employment.

The more you have thought and written on a given theme, the more you can still write. Thought breeds thought. It grows under your hands.

We need the tonic of wildness...At the same time that we are earnest to explore and learn all things, we require that all things be mysterious and unexplorable, that land and sea be indefinitely wild, unsurveyed and unfathomed by us because unfathomable. We can never have enough of nature.

On the death of a friend, we should consider that the fates through confidence have devolved on us the task of a double living, that we have henceforth to fulfill the promise of our friend's life also, in our own, to the world.