Not until we are lost do we begin to understand ourselves.

find your eternity in each moment

The change from storm and winter to serene and mild weather, from dark and sluggish hours to bright and elastic ones, is a memorable crisis which all things proclaim. It is seemingly instantaneous at last.

What lies behind us and what lies ahead of us are tiny matters compared to what lives within us.

I find it wholesome to be alone the greater part of the time. To be in company, even with the best, is soon wearisome and dissipating. I love to be alone. I never found the companion that was so companionable as solitude.

They who have been bred in the school of politics fail now and always to face the facts. Their measures are half measures and makeshifts merely. They put off the day of settlement, and meanwhile the debt accumulates.

It is a surprising and memorable, as well as valuable experience, to be lost in the woods any time.