We live thick and are in each other's way, and stumble over one another, and I think we thus lose some respect for one another.

Since you are my readers, and I have not been much of a traveler, I will not talk about people a thousand miles off, but come as near home as I can. As the time is short, I will leave out all the flattery, and retain all the criticism.

He enjoys true leisure who has time to improve his soul's estate.

The chickadee and nuthatch are more inspiring society than statesmen and philosophers, and we shall return to these last as to more vulgar companions.

The three-o'-clock in the morning courage, which Bonaparte thought was the rarest.

I long ago lost a hound, a bay horse, and a turtle-dove, and am still on their trail. Many are the travellers I have spoken concerning them, describing their tracks and what calls they answered to. I have met one or two who had heard the hound, and the tramp of the horse, and even seen the dove disappear behind a cloud, and they seemed as anxious to recover them as if they had lost them themselves.

Cold and hunger seem more friendly to my nature than those methods which men have adopted and advise to ward them off.