Not that the story need be long, but it will take a long while to make it short.

To the man who cherishes a secret in his breast, there is a still greater secret unexplored. Our most indifferent acts may be a matter for secrecy, but whatever we do with the utmost truthfulness and integrity, by virtue of its pureness, must be transparent as light.

Every morning was a cheerful invitation to make my life of equal simplicity, and I may say innocence, with Nature herself.

Do what you love. Know your own bone; gnaw at it, bury it, unearth it, and gnaw it still.

The universe constantly and obediently answers to our conceptions; whether we travel fast or slow, the track is laid for us.

How full of the creative genius is the air in which these [snowflakes] are generated! I should hardly admire them more if real stars fell and lodged on my coat. Nature is full of genius. Full of the divinity. So that not a snowflake escapes its fashioning hand.

Let us not underrate the value of a fact; it will one day flower into a truth.