Happy indeed is the naturalist: to him the seasons come round like old friends; to him the birds sing: as he walks along, the flowers stretch out from the hedges, or look up from the ground, and as each year fades away, he looks back on a fresh store of happy memories.

False pleasures come from without and are imperfect: happiness is internal and our own.

Our duty is to believe that for which we have sufficient evidence, and to suspend our judgment when we have not.

There are temptations which strong exercise best enables us to resist

We must not sit still and look for miracles; up and doing, and the Lord will be with thee.

Exercise of the muscles keeps the body in health, and exercise of the brain brings peace of mind.

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