Tart, cathartic virtue.
But man postpones or remembers; he does not live in the present, but with reverted eye laments the past, or, heedless of the riches that surround him, stands on tiptoe to foresee the future. He cannot be happy and strong until he too lives with nature in the present, above time.
The voyage of the best ship is a zigzag line of a hundred tacks.
The wise through excess of wisdom is made a fool.
A human being should beware how he laughs, for then he shows all his faults.
A dilettantism in nature is barren and unworthy. A fop of fields is no better than his brother on Broadway.