I ought to go upright and vital, and speak the rude truth in all ways.
The end of the human race will be that it will eventually die of civilization.
The order of things consents to virtue.
A part of fate is the freedom of man. Forever wells up the impulse of choosing and acting in his soul.
I DO not count the hours I spend In wandering by the sea; The forest is my loyal friend, Like God it useth me.
No love can be bound by oath or covenant to secure it against a higher love.