The more you have thought and written on a given theme, the more you can still write. Thought breeds thought. It grows under your hands.

One revelation has been made to the Indian, another to the white man.

As I love nature, as I love singing birds, and gleaming stubble, and flowing rivers, and morning and evening, and summer and winter, I love thee, my Friend.

All sound heard at the greatest possible distance produces one and the same effect, a vibration of the universal lyre, just as the intervening atmosphere makes a distant ridge of earth interesting to our eyes by the azure tint it imparts to it.

It requires a direct dispensation from Heaven to become a walker.

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.

What old people say you cannot do, you try and find that you can. Old deeds for old people, and new deeds for new.