It is remarkable how many creatures live wild and free though secret in the woods.

Some interests have got a footing on the earth which we have not made sufficient allowance for.

It is usually the imagination that is wounded first, rather than the heart it being much more sensitive.

I once had a sparrow alight upon my shoulder for a moment while I was hoeing in a village garden, and I felt that I was more distinguished by that circumstance than I should have been by any epaulet I could have worn.

He is blessed over all mortals who loses no moment of the passing life in remembering the past.

As in geology, so in social institutions, we may discover the causes of all past changes in the present invariable order of society.

The sparrow seems always chipper, never infirm. We do not see their bodies lie about. Yet, there is a tragedy at the end of each one of their lives. They must perish miserably; not one of them is translated.

You must not only aim right, but draw your bow with all your might.Â

The tops of mountains are among the unfinished parts of the globe, whether it is a slight insult to the gods to climb and pry into their secrets and try their effect on our humanity. Only daring and insolent men, perchance, go there.

Me thinks that the moment my legs begin to move, my thoughts begin to flow.