It is sad, indeed, to see how man wastes his opportunities. How many could be made happy, with the blessings which are recklessly wasted or thrown away.

A crowd is not necessarily company, but neither need it necessarily prevent thought or disturb peace of mind.

Happiness is a thing to be practiced, like the violin.

Art trains the mind through the eye, and the eye through the mind. As the sun colors flowers, so does art color life.

Many savage nations worship trees, and I really think my first feeling would be one of delight and interest rather than of surprise, if some day when I am alone in the woods one of the trees were to speak to me.

A wise system of education will at last teach us how little man yet knows, how much he has still to learn.

If you have the least doubt about it, do not marry.