Public opinion is a weak tyrant compared with our own private opinion.
As I love nature, as I love singing birds…I love thee, my friend.
Read the best books first, or you may not have a chance to read them at all.
The squirrel that you kill in jest, dies in earnest.
A journal is a record of experiences and growth, not a preserve of things well done or said.
As with our colleges, so with a hundred ‘modern improvements;’ there is an illusion about them; there is not always a positive advance. The devil goes on exacting compound interest to the last for his early share and numerous succeeding investments in them. Our inventions are wont to be pretty toys, which distract our attention from serious things. They are but improved means to an unimproved end, an end which it was already but too easy to arrive at…
I observed two large ants, the one red, the other much larger, nearly half an inch long, and black, fiercely contending with one another.
Cape Cod is the bared and bended arm of Massachusetts. The shoulder is at Buzzard’s Bay; the elbow at Cape Mallebarre; the wrist at Truro; and the sandy fist at Provincetown.
Is a democracy, such as we know it, the last improvement possible in government? Is it not possible to take a step further towards recognizing and organizing the rights of man?
It is a fool’s life, as they will find when they get to the end of it, if not before.