I still find each day too short for all the thoughts I want to think, all the walks I want to take, all the books I want to read, and all the friends I want to see.

It is always easier to believe than to deny. Our minds are naturally affirmative.

Leap, and the net will appear.

I go to nature to be soothed and healed, and to have my senses put in order.

The tendinous part of the mind, so to speak, is more developed in winter; the fleshy, in summer. I should say winter had given the bone and sinew to literature, summer the tissues and the blood.

To me - old age is always ten years older than I am.

Nature teaches more than she preaches. There are no sermons in stones. It is easier to get a spark out of a stone than a moral.