To me, every hour of the light and dark is a miracle, every inch of space is a miracle, every square yard of the surface of the earth is spread with the same, every cubic foot of the interior swarms with the same; every spear of grass-the frames, limbs, organs, of men and women, and all that concerns them, all these to me are unspeakably perfect miracles.

Old age: The estuary that enlarges and spreads itself grandly as it pours into the Great Sea.

It is only the novice in political economy who thinks it is the duty of government to make its citizens happy - government has no such office.

I will go to the bank by the wood and become undisguised and naked.

I give you my hand, I give you my love more precious than money, I give you myself before preaching or law; Will you give me yourself?

What do you think has become of the young and old men? And what do you think has become of the women and children? They are alive and well somewhere, The smallest sprout shows there is really no death, And if ever there was it led forward life, and does not wait at the end to arrest it, And ceas'd the moment life appear'd. All goes onward and outward, nothing collapses, And to die is different from what any one supposed, and luckier.

Over all the sky - the sky! Far, far out of reach, studded with eternal stars.