The mark of a man of the world is absence of pretension.

Every man is a consumer, and ought to be a producer. He is by constitution expensive, and needs to be rich.

It is very odd that Nature should be so unscrupulous. She is no saint . . .

Every person has his or her own vocation-talent is the call.

By virtue of this science the poet is the Namer, or Language-maker, naming things sometimes after their appearance, sometimes after their essence, and giving to every one its own name and not another's, thereby rejoicing the intellect, which delights in detachment or boundary.

But hospitality must be for service, and not for show, or it pulls down the host. The brave soul rates itself too high to value itself by the splendor of its table and draperies. It gives what it hath, and all it hath, but its own majesty can lend a better grace to bannocks and fair water than belong to city feasts.

Cultivate an attitude of gratitude, of giving and forgiving. Nothing can bring you peace but yourself.