Do not despise your own place and hour. Every place is under the stars, every place is the center of the world.
I still find each day too short for all the thoughts I want to think, all the walks I want to take, all the books I want to read, and all the friends I want to see.
One resolution I have made, and try always to keep, is this: ‘To rise above little things’.
To learn something new, take the path that you took yesterday.
I go to books and to nature as the bee goes to a flower, for a nectar that I can make into my own honey.
Nature we have always with us, an in exhaustible store-house of that which moves the heart, appeals to the mind and fires the imagination — health to the body, a stimulus to the intellect, and joy to the soul.
You can fail many times, but you’re not a failure until you begin to blame somebody else.
Man takes root at his feet, and at best he is no more than a potted plant in his house or carriage till he has established communication with the soil by the loving and magnetic touch of his soles to it.
The kingdom of heaven in not a place but a state of mind.
How beautifully the leaves grow old. How full of light and colour are their last days.
Happiness comes most to persons who seek it least and think least about it. It is not an object to be sought it is a state to be induced. It must follow and not lead. It must overtake you and not you overtake it.
Few persons realize how much of their happiness such as it is is dependent upon their work.
I still find each day too short for all the thoughts I want to think all the walks I want to take all the books I want to read and all the friends I want to see.
I was born with a chronic anxiety about the weather.
A man can fail many times, but he isn’t a failure until he begins to blame somebody else.
A man can get discouraged many times but he is not a failure until he begins to blame somebody else and stops trying.
England is like the margin of a spring-run: near its source, always green, always cool, always moist, comparatively free from frost in winter and from drought in summer.
Man takes root at his feet, and at best, he is no more than a potted plant in his house or carriage till he has established communication with the soil by the loving and magnetic touch of his soles to it.
I go to nature to be soothed and healed, and to have my senses put in order.
How beautiful the leaves grow old. How full of light and color are their last days.
Nature teaches more than she preaches. There are no sermons in stones. It is easier to get a spark out of a stone than a moral.
The spirit of man can endure only so much and when it is broken only a miracle can mend it.
For anything worth having one must pay the price; and the price is always work, patience, love, self-sacrifice – no paper currency, no promises to pay, but the gold of real service.
The common bees will never use their sting upon the queen; if she is to be disposed of, they starve her to death, and the queen herself will sting nothing but royalty, nothing but a rival queen.
I have discovered the secret of happiness – it is work, either with the hands or the head. The moment I have something to do, the draughts are open and my chimney draws, and I am happy.
Fear, love, and hunger were the agents that developed the wits of the lower animals, as they were, of course, the prime factors in developing the intelligence of man.
The animal world seizes its food in masses little and big, and often gorges itself with it, but the vegetable, through the agency of the solvent power of water, absorbs its nourishment molecule by molecule.
The Kingdom of Heaven is not a place, but a state of mind.
Without the emotion of the beautiful, the sublime, the mysterious, there is no art, no religion, no literature.
I seldom go into a natural history museum without feeling as if I were attending a funeral.
In October, a maple tree before your window lights up your room like a great lamp. Even on cloudy days, its presence helps to dispel the gloom.
A sap run is the sweet goodbye of winter. It is the fruit of the equal marriage of the sun and frost.
He who marvels at the beauty of the world in summer will find equal cause for wonder and admiration in winter.
To treat your facts with imagination is one thing, to imagine your facts is another.
A somebody was once a nobody who wanted to and did.
The smallest deed is better than the greatest intention.
The lure of the distant and the difficult is deceptive. The great opportunity is where you are.
Wisdom cannot come by railroad or automobile or aeroplane, or be hurried up by telegraph or telephone.
Travel and society polish one, but a rolling stone gathers no moss, and a little moss is a good thing on a man.