Courage Is Temperamental, Scientific, Ideal.

The Pest Of Society Is Egotists.

The True Scholar Grudges Every Opportunity Of Action Passed, By, As A Loss Of Power.

You Cannot Institute, Without Peril Of Charlatanism.

As I Walked In The Woods I Felt What I Often Feel That Nothing Can Befall Me In Life, No Calamity, No Disgrace (leaving Me My Eyes) To Which Nature Will Not Offer A Sweet Consolation. Standing On The Bare Ground With My Head Bathed By The Blithe Air, & Uplifted Into The Infinite Space, I Become Happy In My Universal Relations. The Name Of The Nearest Friend Sounds Then Foreign & Accidental. I Am The Heir Of Uncontained Beauty And Power.

We Cannot Forgive Another For Not Being Ourselves.