If You Would Not Be Known To

A Person Seldom Falls Sick But The Bystanders Are Animated With A Faint Hope That He Will Die.

Persecution Readily Knits Friendship Between Its Victims.

In The Woods, Too, A Man Casts Off His Years, As The Snake His Slough, And At What Period Soever Of Life, Is Always A Child. In The Woods Is Perpetual Youth. Within These Plantations Of God A Decorum And Sanctity Reign, A Perennial Festival Is Dressed, And The Guest Sees Not How He Should Tire Of Them In A Thousand Years. In The Woods We Return To Reason And Faith.

Must We Always Talk For Victory, And Never Once For Truth, For Comfort, And Joy?

All Things Are Known To The Soul.