The world is so full of a number of things, I'm sure we should all be as happy as kings.

For the forest takes away from you all excuse to die. There is nothing here to cabin or thwart your free desires. Here all impudences of the brawling world reach you no more.

O wind, a-blowing all day long, O wind, that sings so loud a song!

To be truly happy is a question of how we begin, and not how we end, of what we want and not what we have.

Benjamin Franklin went through life an altered man because he once paid too dearly for a penny whistle. My concern springs usually from a deeper source, to wit, from having bought a whistle when I did not want one.

When Christ came into my life, I came about like a well-handled ship.

You must suffer me to go my own dark way.