As you simplify your life, the laws of the universe will be simpler; solitude will not be solitude, poverty will not be poverty, nor weakness weakness.

Man is the artificer of his own happiness.

Cowards suffer, heroes enjoy.

I am too easily contented with a slight and almost animal happiness. My happiness is a good deal like that of the woodchucks.

To him whose elastic and vigorous thought keeps pace with the sun, the day is a perpetual morning. It matters not what the clocks say or the attitudes and labors of men. Morning is when I am awake and there is a dawn in me.

A man may esteem himself happy when that which is his food is also his medicine.

Where the most beautiful wild flowers grow, there mans spirit is fed and poets grow.