I took a walk in the woods and came out taller than the trees.

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.

I do not know how to distinguish between waking life and a dream. Are we not always living the life that we imagine we are?

The lakes are something which you are unprepared for; they lie up so high, exposed to the light, and the forest is diminished to a fine fringe on their edges, with here and there a blue mountain, like amethyst jewels set around some jewel of the first water, - so anterior, so superior, to all the changes that are to take place on their shores, even now civil and refined, and fair as they can ever be.

Deep are the foundations of sincerity. Even stone walls have their foundation below the frost.

As long as I have the friendship of the sesasons life will never be a burden to me.

Knowledge does not come to us in details, but in flashes of light from heaven.