A walk in the woods is only an exalted dream.

Many might go to Heaven with half the labor they go to hell.

The imaginative faculty of the soul must be fed with objects immense and eternal.

The soul of God is poured into the world through the thoughts of men.

The eloquent man is he who is no beautiful speaker, but who is inwardly and desperately drunk with a certain belief.

The eye is the best of artists.

I am not much an advocate for traveling, and I observe that men run away to other countries because they are not good in their own, and run back to their own because they pass for nothing in the new places. For the most part, only the light characters travel. Who are you that have no task to keep you at home?