When a dog runs at you, whistle for him.

The bluebird carries the sky on his back.

I long ago lost a hound, a bay horse, and a turtle-dove, and am still on their trail. Many are the travellers I have spoken concerning them, describing their tracks and what calls they answered to. I have met one or two who had heard the hound, and the tramp of the horse, and even seen the dove disappear behind a cloud, and they seemed as anxious to recover them as if they had lost them themselves.

Do not hire a man who does your work for money, but him who does it for love of it.

Such a man has some right to fish, and I love to see nature carried out in him.

In the midst of this chopping sea of civilized life, such are the clouds and storms and quicksands and thousand-and-one items to be allowed for, that a man has to live, if he would not founder and go to the bottom and not make his port at all, by dead reckoning, and he must be a great calculator indeed who succeeds. Simplify, simplify.

Every man is tasked to make his life, even in its details, worthy of the contemplation of his most elevated and critical hour.