You are constantly invited to be what you are.

Men of God have always, from time to time, walked among men, and made their commission felt in the heart and soul of the commonest hearer.

Sleep lingers all our lifetime about our eyes, as night hovers all day in the boughs of the fir-tree.

First be a good animal.

Not the sun or summer alone, but every hour and season yields its tribute of delight.

The universe does not jest with us, but is in earnest.

Liberty is a slow fruit.