Retirement Accords With The Tone Of My

In Itself A Thought, A Slumbering Thought Is Capable Of Years; And Curdles A Long Life Into One Hour.

Are Not The Mountains, Waves, And Skies As Much A Part Of Me, As I Of Them?

There Is No Instinct Like That Of The Heart.

Every Day Confirms My Opinion On The Superiority Of A Vicious Life, And If Virtue Is Not Its Own Reward, I Don't Know Any Other Stipend Annexed To It.

There Is, In Fact, No Law Or Government At All; And It Is Wonderful How Well Things Go On Without Them.