It seems as if the more youthful and impressible streams can hardly resist the numerous invitations and temptations to leave theirnative beds and run down their neighbors' channels.

The most primitive places left with us are the swamps, where the spruce still grows shaggy with usnea.

Give me a sentence which no intelligence can understand. There must be a kind of life and palpitation to it, and under its words akind of blood must circulate forever.

Our actual Friends are but distant relations of those to whom we are pledged.

The life of a wise man is most of all extemporaneous, for he lives out of an eternity which includes all time.

The fire is the main comfort of the camp, whether in summer or winter

One can hardly imagine a more healthful employment, or one more favorable to contemplation and the observation of nature.