Music Is The Poor Man's Parnassus.

Art Is A Jealous Mistress.

Being Perfectly Well-dressed Gives A Feeling Of Tranquillity That Religion Is Powerless To Bestow.

There Is Something Servile In The Habit Of Seeking After A Law Which We Must Obey.

A Gentleman Makes No Noise; A Lady Is Serene.

It Was A Pleasure And A Privilege To Walk With Him [h.d. Thoreau]. He Knew The Country Like A Fox Or A Bird, And Passed Through It As Freely By Paths Of His Own.