The dice of God are always loaded.

It is the ignorant and childish part of mankind that is the fighting part. Idle and vacant minds want excitement

We owe to man higher succors than food and fire. We owe to man, man.

The eloquence of one stimulates all the rest, some up to the speaking-point, and all others to a degree that makes them good receivers and conductors, and they avenge themselves for their enforced silence by increased loquacity on their return.

In the woods we return to reason and faith.

As soon as the man is at one with God, he will not beg. He will then see prayer in all action.

Of Nature itself upon the soul; the sunrise, the haze of autumn, the winter starlight seem interlocutors; the prevailing sense is that of an exposition in poetry; a high discourse, the voice of the speaker seems to breathe as much from the landscape as from his own breast; it is Nature communing with the seer.