I am still a learner, not a teacher, feeding somewhat omnivorously, browsing both stalk & leaves

All the moral laws are readily translated into natural philosophy, for often we have only to restore the primitive meaning of thewords by which they are expressed, or to attend to their literal instead of their metaphorical sense. They are already supernatural philosophy.

The nonchalance and dolce-far-niente air of nature and society hint at infinite periods in the progress of mankind.

Poetry is the mysticism of mankind.

Routine is a ground to stand on, a wall to retreat to; we cannot draw on our boots without bracing ourselves against it.

I wished only to be set down in Canada, and take one honest walk there as I might in Concord woods of an afternoon.

The world, which the Greeks called Beauty, has been made such by being gradually divested of every ornament which was not fitted to endure.