What Is More Gentle Than A Wind

All Clean And Comfortable I Sit Down To Write.

I Find That I Can Have No Enjoyment In The World But The Continual Drinking Of Knowledge. I Find There Is No Worthy Pursuit But The Idea Of Doing Some Good For The World.

The Day Is Gone, And All Its Sweets Are Gone!

O For A Life Of Sensations Rather Than Of Thoughts!

We Read Fine Things But Never Feel Them To The Full Until We Have Gone The Same Steps As The Author.