When All Shoot At One Mark, The

Can Anything Be So Elegant As To Have Few Wants, And To Serve Them One's Self?

We Are As Much Strangers In Nature, As We Are Aliens From God. We Do Not Understand The Notes Of Birds. The Fox And The Deer Run Away From Us; The Bear And Tiger Rend Us. We Do Not Know The Uses Of More Than A Few Plants, As Corn And The Apple, The Potato And The Vine. Is Not The Landscape, Every Glimpse Of Which Hath A Grandeur, A Face Of Him?

The Great Majority Of Men Are Bundles Of Beginnings

Every Man Supposes Himself Not To Be Fully Understood Or Appreciated.

It Was High Counsel That I Once Heard Given To A Young Person, 'always Do What You Are Afraid To Do.'