Then climate is a great impediment to idle persons; we often resolve to give up the care of the weather, but still we regard the clouds and the rain.

Our expenses are all for conformity.

Passion, though a bad regulator, is a powerful spring.

You must hear the birds song without attempting to render it into nouns and verbs.

We see the world piece by piece, as the sun, the moon, the animal, the tree; but the whole, of which these are shining parts, is the soul.

What is there of the divine in a load of brick? What ... in a barber shop? ... Much. All.

[A]s if life were a thunder-storm wherein you can see by a flash the horizon, and then cannot see your hand.