Every path but your own is the path of fate. Keep on your own track, then.
In the meanest are all the materials of manhood, only they are not rightly disposed.
There is no beginning too small.
Everything may serve a lower as well as a higher use.
A man is wise with the wisdom of his time only, and ignorant with its ignorance.
Left to herself, nature is always more or less civilized, and delights in a certain refinement; but where the axe has encroached upon the edge of the forest, the dead and unsightly limbs of the pine, which she had concealed with green banks of verdure, are exposed to sight.