The Worse My Drawings Were, The More

The Nature Of The Place...whether High Or Low, Moist Or Dry, Whether Sloping North Or South, Or Bearing Tall Trees Or Low Shrubs...generally Gives Hint As To Its Inhabitants.

When The Bird And The Book Disagree, Believe The Bird.

Hunting, Fishing, Drawing, And Music Occupied My Every Moment. Cares I Knew Not, And Cared Naught About Them.

I Wish I Had Eight Pairs Of Hands, And Another Body To Shoot The Specimens.

If I Can Procure Three Hundred Good Substantial Names Of Persons, Or Bodies, Or Institutions, I Cannot Fail To Do Well For My Family, Although I Must Abandon My Life To Its Success, And Undergo Many Sad Perplexities And Perhaps Never See Again My Own Beloved America.