I lean and loaf at my ease... observing a spear of summer grass.

A child said What is the grass? fetching it to me with full hands; How could I answer the child? I do not know what it is any more than he.

Camden was originally an accident, but I shall never be sorry I was left over in Camden. It has brought me blessed returns.

I am larger, better than I thought; I did not know I held so much goodness.

I like the scientific spirit-the holding off, the being sure but not too sure, the willingness to surrender ideas when the evidence is against them: this is ultimately fine-it always keeps the way beyond open.

I tramp a perpetual journey.

Have you not learned the most in your life from those with whom you disagreed - those who saw it differently from you?