The secret to happiness is a small ego. And a big wallet. Good wine helps, too. But that's not really a secret, is it?

Every heart that has beat strong and cheerfully has left a hopeful impulse behind it in the world, and bettered the tradition of mankind.

Sooner or later, everyone sits down to a banquet of consequences.

There is a fellowship more quiet even than solitude and which rightly understood is solitude made perfect.

We are all travelers in the desert of life and the best we can find in our journey is an honest friend.

There is an idea abroad among moral people that they should make their neighbours good. One person I have to make good: myself.

For the forest takes away from you all excuse to die. There is nothing here to cabin or thwart your free desires. Here all impudence of the brawling world reach you no more.

What hangs people ... is the unfortunate circumstance of guilt.

It blows a snowing gale in the winter of the year; The boats are on the sea and the crews are on the pier. The needle of the vane, it is veering to and fro, A flash of sun is on the veering of the vane. Autumn leaves and rain, The passion of the gale.

Marriage is like life, it is a field of battle, not a bed of roses.