There is nothing but God's grace. We walk upon it; we breathe it; we live and die by it; it makes the nails and axles of the universe.

Strange indeed is the attraction of the forest for the minds of men.

Going for character: why not now, and where you stand?

For my part, I travel not to go anywhere, but to go. I travel for travel's sake. The great affair is to move; to feel the needs and hitches of our life more nearly; to come down off this feather-bed of civilisation, and find the globe granite underfoot and strewn with cutting flints.

It is the habitual carriage of the umbrella that is the stamp of Respectability. Robinson Crusoe was rather a moralist than a pietist, and his leaf-umbrella is as fine an example of the civilised mind striving to express itself under adverse circumstances as we have ever met with.

Man is a creature who lives not upon bread alone, but primarily by catchwords.

To avoid an occasion for our virtues is a worse degree of failure than to push forward pluckily and make a fall.