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

Not till we are completely lost, or turned round, do we appreciate the vastness and strangeness of Nature.

I am grateful for what I have. My thanksgiving is perpetual.

It seemed to me that man himself was like a half-emptied bottle of pale ale, which Time had drunk so far, yet stoppled tight for a while, and drifting about in the ocean of circumstances, but destined ere-long to mingle with the surrounding waves, or be spilled amid the sands of a distant shore.

So thoroughly and sincerely are we compelled to live, reverencing our life, and denying the possibility of change. This is the only way, we say; but there are as many ways as there can be drawn radii from one centre. All change is a miracle to contemplate; but it is a miracle which is taking place every instant.

Where the most beautiful wild flowers grow, there mans spirit is fed and poets grow.

If you indulge in long periods, you must be sure to have a snapper at the end.