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Heaven is under our feet as well as over our heads.
There are old heads in the world who cannot help me by their example or advice to live worthily and satisfactorily to myself but I believe that it is in my power to elevate myself this very hour above the common level of my life.
Most of the luxuries and many of the so-called comforts of life are not only not indispensable, but positive hindrances to the elevation of mankind.
I think that there is nothing, not even crime, more opposed to poetry, to philosophy, ay, to life itself than this incessant business.
There are moments when all anxiety and stated toil are becalmed in the infinite leisure and repose of nature.
Nature and human life are as various as our several constitutions. Who shall say what prospect life offers to another?
There is more of good nature than of good sense at the bottom of most marriages.
Nature is full of genius, full of the divinity so that not a snowflake escapes its fashioning hand.
There are certain pursuits which, if not wholly poetic and true, do at least suggest a nobler and finer relation to nature than we know. The keeping of bees, for instance.
Nature puts no question and answers none which we mortals ask. She has long ago taken her resolution.