No doubt, to a man of sense, travel offers advantages. As many languages as he has, as many friends, as many arts and trades, so many times is he a man. A foreign country is a point of comparison, wherefrom to judge his own.

We know more from nature than we can at will communicate.

The art of sculpture is long ago perished to any real effect... it is the game of a rude and youthful people, and not the manly labour of a wise and spiritual nation.

The scholar may lose himself in schools, in words, and become a pedant; but when he comprehends his duties, he above all men is arealist, and converses with things.

We do not quite forgive a giver. The hand that feeds us is in some danger of being bitten.

The landscape belongs to the person who looks at it..." -Ralph Waldo Emerson

This day is all that is good and fair. It is too dear, with its hopes and invitations, to waste a moment on the yesterdays.