There is a property in the horizon which no man has, but he whose eyes can integrate all the parts,--that is, the poet.

Four snakes gliding up and down a hollow for no purpose that I could see - not to eat, not for love, but only gliding.

It is not the irregular hours or irregular diet that makes the romantic life.

The world is plentiful with honey, but only the humble bee can collect it.

I think the vice of our housekeeping is that it does not hold man sacred. The vice of government, the vice of education, the viceof religion, is one with that of the private life.

When I first open my eyes upon the morning meadows and look out upon the beautiful world, I thank God I am alive.

A cheerful intelligent face is the end of culture, and success enough. For it indicates the purpose of Nature and wisdom attained.