There is a persuasion in the soul of man that he is here for cause, that he was put down in this place by the Creator to do the work for which he inspires him, that thus he is an overmatch for all antagonists that could combine against him.

If we walk in the woods, we must feed mosquitoes.

Few people know how to take a walk. The qualifications are endurance, plain clothes, old shoes, an eye for nature, good humor, vast curiosity, good speech, good silence and nothing too much.

If we shall take the good we find, asking no questions, we shall have heaping measures.

Let the reader find that he cannot afford to omit any line of your writing because you you have omitted every word that he can spare.

Accept the place the divine providence has found for you, the society of your contemporaries, the connection of events.

Everything teaches transition, transference, metamorphosis: therein is human power, in transference, not in creation; & therein is human destiny, not in longevity but in removal. We dive & reappear in new places.